Tired Fi Lick Weed

Uh now

Want to be free, oh

Tired fi lick weed in a bush

Tired fi lick pipe in a gully

We want to come out in the open

Where the breeze can blow it so far away

To the north, to the south

To the east and to the we-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-est

To the we-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-est

Talking about Jonestown, Trenchtown

Concrete jungle too

From Waterhouse, that's the west

That's the be-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-est

That's the we-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-est

From Saint Ann's, it comes to you

The best cali weed you ever drew

So why should you run and hide

From the red scene, the blue scene

The cocky clothes too?

Tired fi lick weed in a bush

Tired fi lick chillum in a gully

We want to come out in the open

Where the breeze can blow it so far away

To the north, to the south

To the east and to the we-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-est

To the we-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-est

Uh now

We want, we want to be free

Uh, oh

From Saint Ann's, it comes to you

The best cali weed you ever drew

So why should you run and hide

From the red scene, the blue scene

The cocky clothes too? Yes

Tired fi lick weed in a bush

Tired fi lick pipe in a gully

We want to come out in the open

Where the breeze can blow it so far away

To the north, to the south

To the east and to the we-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-est

Too much police

Too much, too much old jaw

Security guard and hall, uh yes

Tired fi lick weed in a bush

We wanna be free, we wanna be free