Shatter Their Bongs - Cannabis Corpse

Writhing in his own filth

Mumbling strange phrases

Spoken with foul words

Used by the ancient ones

His mind is a blank void

Brain cells have been destroyed

He’s confined to a cell and completely insane

On the wall of his cell

Drawings smeared in his own shit

His mindless rambling

Keeps repeating the same thing

Theirs no time!

We must shatter their bongs!

We must shatter their bongs!

We must shatter their bongs!

Or i’m going to die!

Patient 9 833 463

Has spent his whole life in cell block 420

A pale shell of a former stoner

Doomed to die!

Experiments have twisted his brain

In this hospital for the mentally deranged]

He’s addicted to potent high grade weed eternally

The one night it happened

No one could explain

How so many people were never seen again

They searched the whole building

But could find no trace of anyone who had been in that place

Psychic detectives used their gifts to try to find some clues

When they relived their deaths

They screamed as they gouged out their eyes

Theirs no time!

We must shatter their bongs!

We must shatter their bongs!

We must shatter their bongs!

Or i’m going to die!