"The Seed" as written by and Philip Hansen/brown Anselmo....
Smoke up, do what you must do
Wake up, inhale the earth grown fumes
Higher than mountains, but oh so goddamn deep
The morning star we reach, think for yourself
And that's you, you times a million

Look around, we surround the fields
On guard for the perfection of the seed
Perfection of the seed

Try hard to stop us which you can't
Outnumbered by the marijuana camps
Larger than nations, I can't name one without
Must kill the king of drought
Planting of pleasure, rising up, stretch towards the sky

Look around, we surround the fields
On guard for perfection of the seed
Perfection of the seed

This way of life has become an addiction
Despite right or wrong and their closed superstition
This way of life has become an addiction
Despite right or wrong, despite right or wrong
Despite right or wrong

Perfection of the seed


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"The Seed" as written by Jimmy Bower James Joseph Iii Bower

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    General CommentPhil is such a pot head.
    Pyrrhonon March 15, 2003   Link
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    General CommentOne of my favs though? I saw a show of down where Phil says "Yeh i smoke pot. If you dont? Great. Fuck off. You dont. Great. Dont tell me not to." what a guy. Smoke it man, what's life for?
    Barry Burtonon August 25, 2007   Link

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