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The Upper Tunist - A Letter to Mr. Ian Power Lyrics



The Upper Tunist - A Letter to Mr. Ian Power Lyrics




This is letter to Mr Ian Powers
I write this headed your way
A hundred so clicks an hour
I'll arrive east in half a day.
A couple heads among us could use a second Stanley cup
You were the first in line
But we're the batters up

Don't worry boys there ain't no lasers
Just a micheals prefab frame
The prohibitions surely ended but that first grams never safe.
Its all ours for the taking
And once snatched smoked and gone
We'll post the vid on social media
And mail you the famous bong

Its no big thing Mr Powers
We have no wedge with you
Possessed is much more likely
To be the culprit of this crew
A un'unhinged carpool of art thieves
Is headed down the clock
They want want to smoke this one gram before it turns to rot

Don't worry boys there ain't no lasers
Just a micheals prefab frame
The prohibitions surely ended but that first grams never safe.
Its all ours for the taking
And once snatched smoked and gone
We'll post the vid on social media
And mail you the famous bong

When we reach our destination
I will send this letter on
We wouldn't want it arriving to soon
As it would sound off an alarm
You never thought real pirates would come for such a bounty
Mr Powers never underestimate tokers from hazzard county

Don't worry boys there ain't no lasers
Just a micheals prefab frame
The prohibitions surely ended but that first grams never safe.
Its all ours for the taking
And once snatched smoked and gone
We'll post the vid on social media
And mail you the famous bong
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This is letter to Mr Ian Powers
I write this headed your way
A hundred so clicks an hour
I'll arrive east in half a day.
A couple heads among us could use a second Stanley cup
You were the first in line
But we're the batters up

Don't worry boys there ain't no lasers
Just a micheals prefab frame
The prohibitions surely ended but that first grams never safe.
Its all ours for the taking
And once snatched smoked and gone
We'll post the vid on social media
And mail you the famous bong

Its no big thing Mr Powers
We have no wedge with you
Possessed is much more likely
To be the culprit of this crew
A un'unhinged carpool of art thieves
Is headed down the clock
They want want to smoke this one gram before it turns to rot

Don't worry boys there ain't no lasers
Just a micheals prefab frame
The prohibitions surely ended but that first grams never safe.
Its all ours for the taking
And once snatched smoked and gone
We'll post the vid on social media
And mail you the famous bong

When we reach our destination
I will send this letter on
We wouldn't want it arriving to soon
As it would sound off an alarm
You never thought real pirates would come for such a bounty
Mr Powers never underestimate tokers from hazzard county

Don't worry boys there ain't no lasers
Just a micheals prefab frame
The prohibitions surely ended but that first grams never safe.
Its all ours for the taking
And once snatched smoked and gone
We'll post the vid on social media
And mail you the famous bong
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Writer: Jason Hunter
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Performed By: The Upper Tunist
Length: 2:49
Written by: Jason Hunter

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