He has stemps for bones And leaves for hair He roams the world without care
Hempocchio... Prodigal Hemp Child Hempocchio... Prodigal Hemp Child
His flesh is made of bud His eyes are made from hash Everything he touches Turns into grass
Hempocchio... Prodigal Hemp Child Hempocchio... Immortal God
Come worship him now And you will learn About leaves and buds To smoke and burn
Hempocchio... Prodigal Hemp Child Hempocchio... Prodigal Hemp Child Hempocchio... Immortal God Hempocchio... Prodigal Hemp Child Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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