Church of Better Daze

A one, two

I was talking to a street corner preacher

He said, "Man, I've got a few things I can teach ya

Teach ya how to live in a righteous way

Send you off to heaven this very day"

He said, "Gimme that bag, son

And make a small donation to the Church of Better Daze

He said first off

"You gotta bust up just enough green

Get it feeling good and fat, we're gonna roll ourselves a bat

Yeah, that's right kid, we're gonna smoke a grenade

Three and a half grams of triple A to the brain"

He said, "This ain't no pipe rip, are you feeling alright, kid?

It's the Church of Better Daze"

Come on

Gotta roll it 'round ‘tween your fingertips

Shit this fresh, you're gonna feel it stick

Tight along the sides and loose up on the end

If you screw that up just try, try again

'Cause nobody complains, we are all the same

At the Church of Better Daze

He said, "Secondly

You're gonna light it up, flick, sip, puff

Pass it along when you've had enough

Share it with the crowd, don't let it hit the ground

And when it comes back, just start another round

It's a righteous campaign, we are all saved

At the Church of Better Daze"

Alright, alright, settle down

'Cause on the seventh day, the lord took rest

Even the almighty need time to digest

Everything that's going on all of the time

Somewhere in the world, the sun is 'bout to rise

But before I start my day, I always go and pray

At the Church of Better Daze

He said one last thing before we part ways

"You gotta follow your heart, make good art

Call your mama, and work real hard

If you never ever cheat then you never have to lie

If you're in the right place, never ask for the time

Son, you can blaze, and you can still get paid

At the Church of Better Daze"

He said we're singing the praises of the rock of ages

At the Church of Better Daze

It's bit of a haze, but I'm feeling amazing at the Church of Better Daze

Oh, man

That was a good service