Jesus Was a Stoner

Jesus was a stoner, uh-huh

Born in Southern California, uh-huh

on the corner, uh-huh

try the stoner, uh-huh

I'm called the weed messiah

Rock your lighter

You transfixed with the spliff and your lips higher

Like smoke rises

Your sex is hightened

Inhale, embrace Mary, but don't be frightened

I bring the God flower

Oblite the people

Holy sacriment communion, take and let me feed you

No superstitions and crucifixions or false prophets

Crosses burning in my hand, call it burned object

Smoke gathers like holy Take a hit, pass it to the left, it's in the passage

You know my disciples

This is a new revival

Judas rosen to the soil two in which to cycle

Smoking Mother Earth

Blessing is the herb

Mother Mary save us

Thankful for what you gave us

Roll it in my papers

Share it with my neighbours

High as scyscrapers

A cult of cultivators

We got the multitude

Our sisters and our brothers

How I break my bread

Like it's the last supper

I'm the blood stoners

I'm the higher after

Believe me, elevate

Hear the signs of laughter

I'll be the greenest rapture

Stoned Jesus with the cleanest shatter

Some of demons has a dream Get the screen capture

If you perceive this as a needless chatter

You need to hit a Stoned Jesus chapter

I'll be the greenest rapture

Stoned Jesus with the cleanest shatter

Some of demons has a dream Get the screen capture

If you perceive this as a needless chatter

You need to hit a Stoned Jesus chapter