Lyrics New Weed Order - Kottonmouth Kings

Just a minute ladies and gentlemen, I think something is happening

The planet earth is the third outermost planet of nine planets orbiting a single sun

A long time ago in a far away galaxy
Alien dope fiends ran out of their weed
They built a ship with a cannabis radar
Before they left they pooled troops with Darth Vader
Who told them of a planet where the dank shit grows
And hydroponics is a science that everyone knows
So they set out on a mission to a planet called earth
On a neverending quest to get their herb

They're on a neverending quest to get high,
They're on a neverending quest to get high,
It's a weed war and somebodies gonna die

Abductees on T.V told me in secrecy
About a government conspiracy
To snatch all of our crops
To keep the cops paid
Pot for technology the deal has been made
And uncle sam is behind the scam
He's slinging sacks behind our backs
Raisin the tax to the max
I hear he's geting stoned with the sleestax

Renegade potsmokers get united
UFO drug dealers have been sighted
So people don't trip and cause mass hysteria
There's a skunky funky smell in the Roswell area

51 ships have landed
They've been commanded
To grab the herbs that we have planted
You know they didn't count on a counterattack
And I never leave home without a fat sack
So I grabbed my nine, a gram bag of kind
A lighter and some papers
It was all I could find
Ran to head quarters, grabbed a big old glass
With the intention of smokin some alien grass

We're on a neverending quest to get high,
A neverending quest to get high,
We're on a neverending quest to get high,
Circles in my crops that shit's got ta stop
We're on a neverending quest to get high,
We're on a neverending quest to get high,
We're on a neverending quest to get high,
Circles in my crops that shit's got ta stop

So I pulled up to the gates of the alien camp
I'd come all alone with some homegrown hemp
Fighting for the right of man's kind
(Alien) We can outsmoke you earthlings anytime
So you wanna battle?
Lets get it on
Me and you
One on One
Bong for Bong
I said "Hey grey, I hope your vegetarian
Cause some floatacious dank
Is what I'm carrying"
He replied
(Alien) Aw that shit's alright
And he broke out with some space flavored Kryptonite
So I broke off a chunk of that cosmic funk
And I shattered the glass like Shaq fu dunk

It's my turn so I reached in my sack
To pack a fat bowl to make his brain react
Pulled a switch with some ditch dirt weed
Stems oregano and some birdseed
He started chokin', smoke was shooting out his gills
And when he drank the bong water
Ooh, He gave me chills
I mean he fell on the ground and started throwin' up
His eye went crosseyed, his head was blowin' up
His brain exploded, that shit was fried
That was the last of the neverending quest to get high

We're on a neverending quest to get high,
It's a weed war and the aliens just died