I climb up the mountain
I seek the Wizard of weed
He does not answer
When I shout the Weedian creed
Stretched out before me
I see a field of green
Out there in the distance
A cloud of smoke is seen.
How high the wizard?
He’s higher than me
How high the Wizard?
So high he can’t see
How high the wizard?
He’s higher than me
How high the Wizard?
So high he can’t see
I float through forests
Searching for the man so wise
Where is he hiding?
Between some she-elf’s thighs?
I approach the fire
He’s sat amongst the trees
I bow before him
He hands me Lebanese.
How high the wizard?
He’s higher than me
How high the Wizard?
So high he can’t see
How high the wizard?
He’s higher than me
How high the Wizard?
So high he can’t see
(SOLO OF FIRE)
How high the wizard?
He’s higher than me
How high the Wizard?
So high he can’t see
How high the wizard?
He’s higher than me
How high the Wizard?
So high he can’t see
(FAKE ENDING OF DOOM)
How high the wizard?
He’s higher than me
How high the Wizard?
So high he can’t see
How high the wizard?
He’s higher than me
How high the Wizard?
So high he can’t see