Devils Lettuce

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!