Smoke The Sky - Mötley Crüe

Marco Polo hailed it heaven, Socrates inhaled it, too

Mister President, tell the truth

You’re the great exaggerators since 1932

Telling evils of the reefer, but all through time we’ve smoked the sky

Smoke the sky

When inside we’ll smoke the sky

When inside we’ll smoke the sky

When inside we’ll smoke the, when inside we’ll toke the, when inside we’ll smoke

The sky

Home grown vision compliments the senses, opens up my mind

J.F.K.

sold us freedom, or was it just a business toke?

63 went up in smoke

He was the great seducer crawling from our T.V.s

Breathed hope into our future, before he died, he smoked the sky

Smoke the sky

When inside we’ll smoke the sky

When inside we’ll smoke the sky

When inside we’ll smoke the, when inside we’ll toke the, when inside we’ll smoke

The sky

B.C.

hailed it heaven, I inhaled it, too

Really T.H.C

When inside we’ll smoke the sky

Smoke the sky

When inside we’ll smoke the sky

When inside we’ll smoke the sky

When inside we’ll smoke the, when inside we’ll toke the, when inside we’ll smoke

The sky