Caught an ol' friend smokin' down Derby Drive Two lost buddies shootin' **** and feelin' high These cats I was with though, sho din't jive So I said, Later fellas, think I'll call it a night Went a'whistlin down the sidewalk all proper and trim These houses lookin' at me, got me feelin' dim So I say to myself, Son, whatcha gonna do? You're gonna groove it all night until the mornin' dew So I flip my flops off and toss 'em in the road When the weather's hot, barefoot is the only code I've got Summertime feelings on my mind And a love in my heart that I like to call kind But if you come at me on a one way street I ain't turnin' around til' your *** is beat Cuz ain't no one in this world gonna mess wit' me I'm a child of the flower and a man of the tree I'll chop down some wood out in the forest green And build you bird houses you ain't ever seen I like to fly in the sky, and **** on your head Only if you ain't listenin' to what I said If you're a good student in my class you get a gold star But if you mess up too much you won't be goin' far So read your books, do your work, pass this course If you don't, it's ok cuz things could be quite worse Just take a lesson from the teacher once a day Then before you know, the black and white turn to grey You start seeing colors you ain't never knew Hearing sounds and voices speaking loud and true But where did we get off from this walk in the road I'm searchin' and a'searchin' for my humble abode There's a cornfield on the left, I sho' ain't goin' in Cuz' the aliens from Signs are gonna be my Fin I'd rather walk by and just stare at the sky As Jimi says 'Scuse me while I kiss this guy If you're Gay, then stand up, you a got a brotha in me Just don't be gettin' feely at afternoon tea Unless of course we're hangin' out with the Queen I'd like to show her crazy, Americans WE Sillysilly Brits with their chips and fish Prince Charming William more like Lil' ***** I sho' like their countryside and cities, though And getting all kinds of coins and colored dough I really ain't got nothin' against those guys Except for when the King is telling all his lies Monty Python's Flying Circus, what a trip Reminds me of some mushies with insanity dip Whoever knows what the hell they're talking about But in reality, do you know in from out?