Dr.Demento - The devil went down to jamacia Lyrics
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- The devil went down to jamacia Lyrics
Album: The Devil went to Jamaica He was lookin' to sell some weed He was doin' fine They were standin' in line And it was excellent weed indeed When he came across a young man who was likewise peddlin' pot And the Devil slid down the beach to the kid and said, "Boy let me tell you what I guess you kinda figured I'm a reefer head of course After all this time I guess that I'm A connoisseur of sorts Now your stuff smells okay But this could tranquilize a horse I'll bet a million in cash aginst your stash 'Cause I think mine's better than yours." The boy said, "My names Johnny And you ain't smoked nothin' yet One hit of this grass will kick your ass You got yourself a bet." Johnny roll a ball of hash And make sure it's the bomb 'Cause the Devil's got the kind of stuff They smoked in Vietnam You'll get a million smackeroos in cash If you can cope But if you can't the Devil will get your dope The Devil packed a bong With a lil' Acapulco Gold And resin flew from his fingertips As he fired up his bowl He filled that chamber all the way And he took a mighty hit As they passed it back and forth At gave 'em both a coughing fit (coughing) When the bowl was finished Johnny said, "Hey man that stuff was great But fill your lungs with some of this And prepare to vegetate" Cannabis Sativa sweet Mary Jane The Devil's in the back yard fryin' his brain Zig-zag filled with the diggity-dank Hold on tight it'll hit ya like a tank The Devil nodded off because He knew that he was stoned And he asked if he could buy an ounce Of the stuff that Johnny owned Johnny said, "Devil just come on back If you ever wanna catch a buzz I done told you once you son of a bitch Mine's the best there ever was" And they fired up doobies one by one They ain't gonna stop till the bag is done Green as a bull frog, sticky as glue Granny do you get high? "Yes I do"
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