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Swimming laps around a bottle of Louis the Thirteenth
Jumpin’ off of a mountain into a sea of Codeine
I’m at the top of the top, but… still I climb
And if I should ever fall, the ground would then turn to wine
Pop, pop, I feel like flying, then I feel like frying, then…
(I feel like dying)

I am sittin’ on the clouds, I got smoke comin’ from my seat
I can play basketball with the moon, I got the whole world at my feet
Playin’ touch football, on marijuana streetz
Or, in a marijuana field, you are so beneath my kleets
Get high, so high, that I… feel… like… lying
Down in a cigar, roll me up and smoke me ’cause…
(I feel like dying)


Swimming laps around a bottle of Louis the Thirteenth
Jumpin’ off of a mountain into a sea of Codeine
I’m at the top of the top, but… still I climb
And if I should ever fall, the ground would then turn to wine
Pop, pop, I feel like flying, then I feel like frying, then…
(I feel like dying)

I am sittin’ on the clouds, I got smoke comin’ from my seat
I can play basketball with the moon, I got the whole world at my feet
Playin’ touch football, on marijuana streetz
Or, in a marijuana field, you are so beneath my kleets
Get high, so high, that I… feel… like… lying
Down in a cigar, roll me up and smoke me ’cause…