Tripstone Heathen - Paranoid Stoner Blues

Lit up a joint and my brain got loose
Feeling kind of twitchy with these
Paranoid blues.
Mailman wait but
I swear it was cold.
LIKE ONE MORE
PUFF and we rage a war boat.
Neighbors
Keep riding by on his bike.
He's
Taking photos
Yeah, that don't feel right
Even my goldfish bubbling suspicious
Probably texting the cops.
Little snitching
I got the paranoid blues
THINK THE SMOKE ALARM'S tapping on my moves
Every creak in the floors got news
Yeah, I'm laughing through these
Paranoid blues
Hey, hey, uh
TV remote vanished in the thin air.
That's alien tech, man, I swear, I swear.
Microwave beeped too sharp, too loud.
Cold damn pitchers working for the crowd.
Took one sip of water
All spit it back out.
Tasted like fluoride
What's that about
Check my chips bag, but