In the cave we hide. hippies trying to get high. on our backs we lie. watching dreams float on by

in the cave we stand. joints in hand. puffing our way to a magic land. merrily listen to the band

My homie Sam G is krazy
she pretends to love me
but im not that way
so i say get away
and then she comes back another day

Roses live, n roses die, but their beauty lives on in ur eyes

Any old time ur feeling lonely
any old time ur feeling blue
i'll b here just 4 u

Open up ur eyes to the lemon parade

Have you ever tried to understand something you couldnt?

You can't say " that isn't fun" when you havent done it.

Be what you are, and become what you are capable of becoming

Faith is believing in things when common sense tells you not to

Nothing shows a mans character more than what he laughs at