DEVILS LETTUCE - Written by Carroll Bryant
We can’t think straight
Our heads are like a lava
lamp
We’re tongue tied
Stuck between the jaws of a
clamp
We’re going to start laughing
if it let’s us
Something smells weird like
devils lettuce
Now you can call it a party
Now you can say we’re having
a real good time
Finally it started
For a moment I thought I was
going to lose my mind
We got the munchies
I think you know what I mean
We’re feeling crazy
Like floating inside of a
dream
It’s not normal
For us to be acting this way
A bit too formal
But really, who am I to say?
We’re going to need an oxygen
apparatus
From dancing in the fog of
the devils lettuce
Now you can call it a party
Now you can say we’re having
a real good time
Finally it started
For a moment I thought I was
going to lose my mind
Now it’s a party
Now we’re having a real good
time
So glad it started
For a moment I was caught in
another part of my mind
We can’t think straight
Our heads are like a lava
lamp
We’re tongue tied
Stuck between the jaws of a
clamp
We’re going to start laughing
if it let’s us
Something smells weird like
devils lettuce
Now you can call it a party
Now you can say we’re having
a real good time
Finally it started
For a moment I thought I was
going to lose my mind
Now it’s a party
Now we’re having a real good
time
So glad it started
For a moment I was caught in
another state of mind
Driving down the boulevard
Her hands resting on my lap
Everything is getting hard
Someone tell me where the
hell we’re at
Someone tell me how to get
back
Now it’s a party!