Through my window they arrive and bath me in lime glowing light They get me high as they abduct, I will do as they instruct They look towards their leafy ship, I understand and soon submit Take me away
Kind bud kind of makes me cough In vapor trails of pot exhaust Kind bud space craft lifting off
Tripping out from this spaceweed, blurring starlights whiz by me Flying further through deep space, traveling at cosmic pace Vast and nebulous their route, returning to home no doubt Fluid voyage to withstand, terrified, we start to land
Arriving upon this new world, a dense planet of crystal leafed curls Pure sphere of thick vegetation, a highly evolved hemp civilization Fortifications and towers loom chronoliths cloaked in carnivourous flowers My mind is blow from what I see, extravagant extraterrestrial weed
Kind Bud Space Bong
Where the Kind live, Where the Kind live Where they creep, cruelty Where the Kind live, Where the Kind live Where the Kind live
Through crowded streets I am the herded, briefly my death seems averted Past onlooking plant-people jeering, but it's where I am headed that I
should be fearing Too stoned to attempt an escape but I do understand what awaits A table of instruments spells out my fate: a specimen to scientifically rape