Time to get mind-stunned,
so you’ll choose which one?
Needing coke, beer or reefer?
Get it by wind or glass to the brain,
though you might wheeze or barf.

Whatcha takin’, coke, beer, or reefer,
what’s your brain-bake plan, coke, beer, or reefer?
Which to you aim to try, coke, beer, or reefer?
Make your get-high plan.

Paper—time to stuff,
light then huff and puff.
Or go getting your throat wet,
or start snorting up those lines with glee.
Like coke? Then do a nose-ingest
Lots of men and women do it every day.
Like coke? Then do a blow ingest.
If that ain’t your thing, go the cerveza way,
but mind the hoppiness—
you might not want to go the Corona way—
choose something that’s more tart.

What’s for slakin’, coke, beer, or reefer,
what’s your brain-bake plan, coke, beer, or reefer?
Which to you aim to try, coke, beer, or reefer?
Blaze your tired brainpan.

[sounds of slurping, snorting, toking]

Gonna have some fun,
gonna get brain-stunned,
engage delightful madness.
Coke, reefer, beer—might do all of ’em.

But the door was opened and the wind appeared—
not a problem with reefer or beer.
But gusts blew the blow dust out of here…
air took it away.

It was wasted—it is gone from here
because of the wind (coke guy started to cry)
Drifting upward, powder toward sky;
he knows he’ll have to restart.
So it looks like the plan, before getting wasted starts:
Close doors, windows—don’t let the breeze stir!