Pothead - Fifty years

Pothead - Fifty years

Well in the name of Jango and of Jesus Christ To all the people so sad and unlucky in life So it's comin' on down but it don't really show in the middle where we're at you can't really know,hey Some people got the sugar piled high like sand but you can't really say when a poor man ask a man From the reign of St.Peter to Mohammed Ali And the G.I.beret Beaver's brother Walley There's a time and a reason you just go to know it's a bag of sugar that make us go The old people say young people don't know When I was a kid,true suffering was the norm. And the neight of the world on the nasted bohemian and the fall of the red star,check,to the beer of che And the old man who says youn people don' know only fifty years since the second worl war To the people that say that they don't really care they can't really know cause they ain't really there The general had died a few years ago his attitude was gone when he lost the war Well,what did it cost us?It cost us much