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Well it’s a plant , but it can’t grow freely
At least not in this space and time
Where can we begin, shouldn’t it be a sin
Fighting against the soldiers of sense
That brings the peace to my mind

The peace to my mind
Oh why is it a crime?

It’s against the law
Well I hope this freeze will thaw
Before I die, from this space and time

And the politics, the folks that the nation picks
Are they high, or afraid to try

They’re afraid to try
Oh why is it a crime?

But whatever you do, you make sure it’s the right thing for you
But if you pass, at least allow us to roll around in the grass
Because it’s time it’s 420, 24/7...365

Well that nation’s debt
Kind of makes the man upset
But we know and they know
The answer is in this space and time
Create work, just plow the fucking dirt
Medicine clothes, and the paper make my head feel so fine

My head feels so fine
Oh why is it a crime?

But whatever you do, you make sure it’s the right thing for you
But if you pass, at least allow us to roll around in the grass
Because it’s time it’s 420, 24/7...365

Well is it meant to be
Is it that far away from reality
Open up the worlds mind
And free the kind

It could lube the cars, mellow out the bars
Make room in jail for the killers in this time

Because it’s just a plant
But it can’t grow freely
Well it’s a plant , but it can’t grow freely   At least not in this space and time   Where can we begin, shouldn’t it be a sin   Fighting against the soldiers of sense   That brings the peace to my mind      The peace to my mind   Oh why is it a crime?      It’s against the law   Well I hope this freeze will thaw   Before I die, from this space and time      And the politics, the folks that the nation picks   Are they high, or afraid to try      They’re afraid to try   Oh why is it a crime?      But whatever you do, you make sure it’s the right thing for you   But if you pass, at least allow us to roll around in the grass   Because it’s time it’s 420, 24/7...365      Well that nation’s debt   Kind of makes the man upset   But we know and they know   The answer is in this space and time   Create work, just plow the fucking dirt   Medicine clothes, and the paper make my head feel so fine      My head feels so fine   Oh why is it a crime?      But whatever you do, you make sure it’s the right thing for you   But if you pass, at least allow us to roll around in the grass   Because it’s time it’s 420, 24/7...365      Well is it meant to be   Is it that far away from reality   Open up the worlds mind   And free the kind      It could lube the cars, mellow out the bars   Make room in jail for the killers in this time      Because it’s just a plant   But it can’t grow freely