Ooh, now, want to be free
Tired fe lick weed in a bush
Tired fe 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 eas', an' to the wes' - to the wes'
Talkin' about Jonestown, Trenchtown
Concrete jungle, too
From Waterhouse, that's the wes'
That's the bes' - that's the wes'
From St. Ann's, it comes to you
The best collie weed you ever drew
So why should you run and hide
From the red seam, the blue seam
The khaki clothes, too, hmm
Tired fe lick weed in a bush
Tired fe 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 eas', an' to the wes'
To the wes', ooh now
(..)
We want, we want to be free
From St. Ann's, it comes to you
The best collie weed you ever drew
So why should you run and hide
From the red seam, the blue seam
The khaki clothes, too, yes
Tired fe lick weed in a bush
Tired fe 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 eas', an' to the wes' - to the wes'
Tired fe lick weed in a bush, we wanna be free
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