I get high as a kite; I’m in the zone all alone

I smoke like Bob Marley did; add to that That

….I smoke like the hippies did

 
So as sure as the sun will shine
I’m gonna get my share now, what’s mine
And then the harder they come
The harder they fall
one and all Ooh
the harder they come
The harder they fall, one and all
 
Well, the oppressors are trying to keep me down
Trying to drive me underground
And they think that they have got the battle won
I say forgive them Lord
they know not what they’ve done
 

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