You Can't Get Stoned Enough

When the troubles of the world rest upon your weary shoulder;
When the wind that blows upon your face is blowin' colder
and every hour tells you you're gettin' older,
no you can't get stoned enough.
And you're high, high, high.
That's all you wanna do.
Any way you get there, yeah, that's alright with you.
You've been warned, warned, warned.
It seems it's all you've heard
But today is your trouble.
Tomorrow's just a word.
When your baby says she'll stick with you until the end
and then she says she only wants to be your friend
and you find yourself alone out in the street again
no, you can't get stoned enough.
No, you can't get stoned enough.
And you're high, high, high.
That's all you wanna do.
Any way you get there, yeah, that's alright with you.
You've been warned, warned, warned.
It seems it's all you've heard.
But today is your trouble.
Tomorrow's just a word.
And when you start to feelin' that no one cares,
and it seems that all your good-time friends have disappeared,
and you reach into the night and find that no one's there,
no, you can't get stoned enough.
No, you can't get stoned enough