I can't see through this haze
My mind has been re-arranged
Yeah it's all gone up in smoke
And stuck to my throat and left me broke
I don't seem too much to mind
I seem to get along just fine
I make sure that I drink from my cup
I got two eyes that look and I follow my foot
Ah yeah
I'm a waster
Yeah sure I smoke a little dope
Ah yeah
I'm a waster till I die
You might think that I've my shoulders in the air
I gotta scratch them with receptors instead
I live in trees but I just get stuck
I watch the sun go down, then I get up
I choose my outfit from the clothes on the floor
I'm drinking cold tea then I head for my door
I'm going down all those back alleyways
You know, you ain't gonna see me again
Ah yeah
I'm a waster
I want to poke before I choke
Ah yeah
I'm a waster, sure sometime
Politicians, V.I.Ps
You ain't what the world needs
Future marching, setting suns
We ain't the ones
Oh please, God help me
Ah yeah
I'm a waster
Yes sure I smoke a little dope
Ah yeah
I'm a waster till I die
Till I die
