Funky Cigarette

Well, I smoked this thing one night out as a bet
And they told me it was kinda like a funky cigarette
And I can still remember my first draw
And all those funny things I saw
When I smoked my first funky cigarette

Well, I opened up my best friends biscuit tin
And there's no rich teas or custard creams
Just cigarettes and skins
And then he handed me a bag of green
The biggest bag I've ever seen
And I rolled my first funky cigarette

And since that day I seldom have declined
And I maintain this love affair
With these green herbs of mine
You can keep your pills and trips and lines
Expensive beers and fancy wines
'Cause I just want a funky cigarette
Oh yes I do

And nowadays it's harder to disguise
That wondering old sedated look
That glares across my eyes
Well, if you're like me I'm sure you'll find
That you don't really seem to mind
'Cause you just had a funky cigarette

Coda:
Oh oh oh aaaaaaaaaaaaah
Go on now go, walk out that door
She said, don’t turn around now cuz you're not welcome anymore
Oh, now go, walk out that door
She said, don’t turn around now cuz you're not welcome anymore
Oh, One more time
Yeah, One more time
Yeaaaahh
Aaah, I feel so good
I wanna boogy, I wanna boogy the whole day through