Them daze
Remember when we just sat around
And listened to that sublime sound
While we sipped from our glass of rum
Givin’ away our lunch money to smoke us some
Chorus:
Those were our ultimate days
Now it seems some like a big strong daze
Creeping in the back of our brains
While we sleep in the back of trains
Remember when we just laid down
And cleared our minds without a frown
Feeling all the worries get washed away
“Fuck taxes” is what we used to say
So light up the blunt and start inhalin’
Get on the yacht and keep on sailin’
Don’t forget to pack that bong
And sing along to this motherfuckin’ song
Chorus
