The Quest - Phunk Junkeez

Just a minute ladies and gentlemen I think something is happening

The planet earth is the third outermost planet of nine planets orbiting the

single sun

A long time ago in a far away galaxy

Alien dope fiends ran out of their weed

They built a ship with a cannabis radar

And before they left they pulled troops with Darth Vader

Who told them of a planet where the dank shit grows

And hydroponics is a science that everyone knows

So they set out on a mission to a planet called earth

On a never ending quest to get their herb

They’re on a never ending quest to get high

They’re on a never ending quest to get high

It’s a weed war and somebody’s gonna die

Abductees on TV told me in secrecy

About a government conspiracy

To snatch all of our crops to keep the cops paid

Pot for technology the deal has been made

And uncle sam is behind the scam

He’s slinging sacks behind our backs

Raising the tax to the max

I hear he’s getting stoned with the slee stacks

Renegade pot smokers get united

Ufo’s and earth feelers have been sighted

So people don’t trip and cause mass hysteria

There’s a skunky phunky smell in the Roswell

Area 51 ships have landed they’ve been comanded

To take the herbs that we have planted

You know they didn’t count on a counter attack

And I never leave home without a fat sack

So I grab my nine gram bag of kind

A lighter and some papers it was all I could find

Ran to headquarters grabbed a big ol’glass

With the intentions of smoking some alien grass

We’re on a never ending quest to get high

A never ending quest to get high

We’re on a never ending quest to get high

Circles in my crop that shit got to stop

We’re on a never ending quest to get high

A never ending quest to get high

We’re on a never ending quest to get high

Circles in my crop that shit got to stop

So we pulled up to the gates of the alien camp

We come all alone with some home grown hemp

Fighting for the right of mans kind

We can outsmoke you earthlings anytime

Shoot you wanna battle

Let’s get it on me and you one on one bong for bong

I said hey great I hope your vegetarian

Cause botashous dank is what I’m carring

He replied hmmm this shits all right

And he broke out with some space phlavored kryptonite

So I broke off a chunk of that cosmic phunk

And I shattered the glass like a Shaq fu dunk

It’s my turn so I reached in my sack

To pack a fat bowl to make this brain react

Pulled a switch with some ditch dirt weed sticks oregano and some bird seed

He started choking smoke was shooting out his gills

When he drank the bong water oooh he gave me chills

I mean he fell on the ground and started throwing up

His eyes went crosseyed his head was blowing up

His brain exploded this shit was fried

That was the last of the never ending quest to get high

Were on a never ending quest to get high

It’s a weed war and the aliens just died