Campfire Chemist

There's an itch in her soul That she can't quite scratch Now she's out of control Cooking up a new batch Noxious fumes sets her face on fire Even death can't take her higher Dressed in perspiration Shaking like a wet retriever Straight up jubilation No one is gonna believe her A neon ooze accents the moonlight And for a moment the world seems all right Just enjoy the ride Just enjoy the ride tonight How much dope is dope enough To keep the skies afloat? I wanna know How much smoke is smoke enough To hide the leaky lifeboat? I wanna know Yeah, I wanna know How much dope is dope enough To keep the skies afloat? I wanna know How much smoke is smoke enough To hide the leaky lifeboat? I wanna know Yeah, I wanna know