The lights are flashing
Frogs are croaking
My babies upstairs
And I'm outside tokin'
The air is damp
The trees are high
The rocks are stoned
And so am I
Now how in the world
Did I end up here
I haven't a clue
I haven't a care
The cops pull up
They don't smell it yet
I'm on that path
I'd like to forget
I should head home now
Is what I wanted to say
But the good Lord knows
It don't work that way
Now how in the world
Did I end up here
I haven't a clue
I haven't a care
They soon ride off
You should've seen my face
And all I wanted
Was off this race
The big rat race
We're conned into
Selling our souls
For nothin' new
Now how in the world
Did I end up here
I haven't a clue
I haven't a care