(Written by Damian Wilson)
I spoke to God
And he said to me
That he was troubled by our hypocrisy
He was trying to speak
But he could not breathe
The smoke and the smog
Was not of the weed
Do you ever smoke homegrown
I use to live in a house on my own
And when I created the world that you know
I planted myself
Some of that homegrown
What comes of the earth is being presently spent
And what comes to life
Must die in the end
Can it be used with some common sense
If it's making rope it might as well be making us...
Free your heavenly hold on me
And let us drift beyond the world and the see
Enter the souls of all colours and creed
Then surely we'll find the source of this common need
I spoke to God
And he was telling me
About the people across the Eastern sea
How they were so close
He had no privacy
The secret it lied within purity
Do you ever smoke homegrown
I use to live in a house on my own
And when I created the world that you know
I planted myself
Some of that homegrown
Cheers lads
I'm losing it now
You smoke so much
I live in a cloud
The worlds become
A room on it's own
At least the devil
He doesn't smoke
Homegrown
Free your heavenly hold on me
And let us drift beyond the world and the see
Enter the souls of all colours and creed
Then surely we'll find the source of this common need
Do you ever smoke homegrown
I use to live in a house on my own
And when I created the world that you know
I planted myself
Some of that homegrown
God was a friend that I wanted to stay
But he went away with the smoke of that day
Do you ever smoke homegrown
Do you ever smoke homegrown
Do you ever smoke homegrown
I spoke to God
And he said to me
That he was troubled by our hypocrisy
He was trying to speak
But he could not breathe
The smoke and the smog
Was not of the weed
Do you ever smoke homegrown
I use to live in a house on my own
And when I created the world that you know
I planted myself
Some of that homegrown
What comes of the earth is being presently spent
And what comes to life
Must die in the end
Can it be used with some common sense
If it's making rope it might as well be making us...
Free your heavenly hold on me
And let us drift beyond the world and the see
Enter the souls of all colours and creed
Then surely we'll find the source of this common need
I spoke to God
And he was telling me
About the people across the Eastern sea
How they were so close
He had no privacy
The secret it lied within purity
Do you ever smoke homegrown
I use to live in a house on my own
And when I created the world that you know
I planted myself
Some of that homegrown
Cheers lads
I'm losing it now
You smoke so much
I live in a cloud
The worlds become
A room on it's own
At least the devil
He doesn't smoke
Homegrown
Free your heavenly hold on me
And let us drift beyond the world and the see
Enter the souls of all colours and creed
Then surely we'll find the source of this common need
Do you ever smoke homegrown
I use to live in a house on my own
And when I created the world that you know
I planted myself
Some of that homegrown
God was a friend that I wanted to stay
But he went away with the smoke of that day
Do you ever smoke homegrown
Do you ever smoke homegrown
Do you ever smoke homegrown