Lyrics / Poem about LSD/weed

I just wanna fly, high, fuck these cars.
I can build an airplane with these arms.
I don't need no motherfucking wings.
Don't spend my cash like mr.Dinks.
Cuz I don't ever choke
no not at all, when I'm weezin', I'm needin', Abuterol
LSD, what a dream, I love trippin', I love weed
love when it fucks you up, but hate when your throwin up.
or coming down, with the loudest sounds
and you think you've found the answer,
but you cant seem to remember......
what you are.





[I know it sucks, just felt the need to post it on a forum where people might be able to relate! smoke on brotha's!]

While the music played you worked by candel light.
Those San Fransisco nights.
You were the best in town.
Just by chance you crossed a diamond with a pearl,
Then turned it on the world.
That's when you turned your world around.
Did you feel like Jesus?
Did you realize that you were a champion in their eyes?

On the hill the stuff was laced with kerosene
But yours was kitchen clean
Everyone stopped to stare at your technicolour motorhome
Every A-frame had your number on the wall
You must have had it all
You'd go to LA on a dare and you'd go it alone
Could you live forever
Could you see the day
Did you feel your whole world fall apart and fade away

Get along, Get along Kid Charlemagne.
Get along Kid Charlemagne.

Now your patrons have all left you in the red
Your low rent friends are dead
This life can be very strange
All those day-glo freaks who used to paint their face
They've joined the human race, some things will never change
Son you were mistaken
You are obsolete, look at all the white men on the street.

Get along, Get along Kid Charlemagne.
Get along Kid Charlemagne.

Clean this mess up else we'll all end up in jail
Those test tubes and the scales, just get it all out of here
Is there gas in the car ?
Yes there's gas in the car
I think the people down the hall know who you are
Careful what you carry
Cause the man is wise
You are still an outlaw in their eyes

Get along, Get along Kid Charlemagne.
Get along Kid Charlemagne.

<RIP Bear and thanks for everything!>

My own private rambings lol

the night sky is so beautiful
the full moon is descending
i am sure i could almost touch it
but the planet is neverending
every star seems like its shooting
but i cant make wishes fast enough
what would i really wish for though
when blissful visions keep rebooting
but if i had that wish again
when that lucy turned bad
I would wish that she would punish me more
and teach me to respect the things I already had
but her punishment was fleeting and failed to take hold
because her message of awareness was far to bold
any colors I am sure i touched them
any sounds I know i felt them
at first we couldnt get that fire started
but in the morning it was going
so we must have started it somehow
without any of us knowing
did we put the fire out before we left
or is it forever burning
and when we went to sleep that night
did we really wake up to true eternity

My own poem

Why cant we all just get along
Lets all just take a hit from the bong
Why cant we help those in need
Lets all just smoke some weed

bicycleday, that was pretty sweet, and thank you for your contribution bendbrewer.

These are all really personal to us, I am sure, but true trippers/stoners will understand our words and will probably just miss lucy more, just like I.