Just a minute ladies and gentelmen, I think something is happening    The planet earth is the third outermost planet of nine planets orbiting a single sun    A long time ago in a far away galaxy  Alien dope fiends ran out of the weed  They built a ship with a cannabis radar  Before they left they built 2 for 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 neverending quest to get their herbs    Their on a neverending quest to get high,  Their on a neverending quest to get high,  It's a weed war and somebodies gonna die    Abductees on T.V 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  Raisin the tax to the max  I hear he's geting stoned with the sleestax    Renegade potsmokers get united  UFO's and dirtfeelers have been sighted  So people don't trip and cause mass hysteria  There's a skunky funky smell in the roswell area    51 ships have landed  They've been commanded  To grab the herbs that we have planted  You know they didn't count on a counterattack  And I never leave home without a  Fat sack  So I grabbed my nine gram bag of kind  A lighter and some papers  It was all I could find  Ran to head quarters, grabbed a big old glass  With the intention of smokin some alien grass    Were on a neverending quest to get high,  A neverending quest to get high,  Were on a neverending quest to get high,  Circles in my crop that shit gotta stop  Were on a neverending quest to get high,  Were on a neverending quest to get high,  Were on a neverending quest to get high,  Circles in my crop that shit gotta stop    So we pulled up to the gates of the alien camp  We've come all alone with some homegrown hemp  Fighting for the right of mans' kind  (Alien) We can outsmoke you earthlings anytime  So you wanna battle?  Lets get it on  Me and you  One on One  Bong for Bong  Hey grey, I hope your vegetarian  Cause floatacious dank  Is what I'm carrying  He replied  (Alien) This shit's alright  And he broke out with some space flavoured kryptonite  So I broke off a chunk of that cosmic funk  And I shattered the glass like Shag fu dunk    It's my turn so I reached in my sack  To pack a fat bowl to make this (inaudible)  Pulled the switch with some ditch dirt weed  Sticks oregano and some birdseed  He started chokin, smoke was shooting out his gills  And when he drank the bong water  Ooh, He gave me chills  I mean he fell on the ground and started throwin up  As I went crosseyed his head was blowin up  His brain exploded, the she'd was fried  That was the last of the neverending quest to get high    Were on a neverending quest to get high,  It's a weed war and the aliens just died    these lyrics are submitted by OarSmaN