Текст песни David Alan Coe - Devil Went To Jamaica
David Alan Coe - Devil Went To Jamaica слова песни
The devil went to JamaicaHe was looking to sell some weedHe was doin` fineThey were standin` in lineIt was excellent weed indeedWhen he came across a young manWho was likewise peddling potAnd the devil slid down the beach to the kidAnd said boy let me tell you whatI guess you kind of figuredI`m a reefer head of courseAnd after all this timeI guess that I`m a conniseur of sortsNow your stuff smells okayBut this could tranquilize a horseI`ll bet a million in cash against your stashCause I think mines better than yoursThe boy said my names Johnny And you ain`t smoked nothing yetOne hit of this grass will kick your a@@You got yourself a betJohnny roll a ball of hashAnd make sure it`s the bombCause the devils got the kind of stuff they smoked in VietnamYou`ll get a million smack-a-roo`s in cash if you can copeBut if you can`t the devil gets your dopeThe devil packed a bongWith a little Acapulco GoldAnd resin flew from his finger tipsAs he fired up his bowlHe filled that chamber all the wayAnd he took a mighty hitAnd as they passed it back and forthIt gave them both a coughing fit(coughing)When the bowl was finished Johnny saidHey man, that stuff was greatBut fill your lungs with some of thisAnd prepare to vegetateCannibis Sativa, Sweet MaryjaneThe devils in the backyard frying his brainZig-Zag filled with the diggity-dankHold on tight it will hit you like a tankThe devil nodded offBecause he knew that he was stonedAnd he asked if he could by an ounceOf the stuff that Johnny ownedJohnny said, Devil just come on backIf you ever wanna catch a buzzI done told you onceYou son of a bi$^hMine`s the best there ever wasAnd they fired up doobies one by oneAin`t gonna stop until the bag is doneGreen as a bullfrogSticky as glueGranny do you get high, yes I do