Lyrics |
[studio version appears on "god ween satan: the oneness"]
Drift away on a puffy cloud Float away on a puffy cloud My brain is dead from too much pot 'cause (gene) (dean) and i smoke too much pot
Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloud Cloudy cloud cloudy cloudy Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloudy Cloudy cloud
It's pretty bad news, man Just forget it... Oh man.... Ohhh... I blew it man... No way... (reggaejunkiejew) (yeah, you gotta do that man) Nah nah, second verse
Float - float away on a cotton ball We write songs about the clouds My brain is dead from too much pot 'cause (gene) (dean) and i smoke too much pot
Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloudy Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud (everybody) Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloudy Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud (everybody sing it)
Drift away on a puffy cloud Float away on a puffy cloud My brain is dead from too much pot 'cause (gene) (dean) and i smoke too much pot
Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloudy Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloudy (i'm over here dude) Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud
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