Weedo Sometimes survey the southern soil and all I see are some stupid people that should cease to be Cant let that get to me... I smile through my disdain and I dream of a place where there is no pain Where we have all the weed that we need and no one's ever crying We have all the weed that we need and the sun is always shining California... I wanna go California... Ohhhhh Colorado... way to go! Colorado... Ohhhhh In the sun and snow Where they toke and toke Let's go! Let's go! We've got our guns, our racist meth-addicted kids, one big reality show of southern christians This cure for boredom, cure for poverty, cure for pain... I just can't see any reason to refrain If we had all the weed that we need there would be no more crying We had all the weed that we need... the sun is always shining. Go! We got the weedo that we needo... we got the weedo weedo weedo!