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Sixteen Ones (Sixteen Tons parody)

Some people say that dabs are better than bud.

Sticky and gooey like made out of mud.

Hustle and bustle, and a rig that’s a chore.

A price that’s high and a high that’s strong.


I rolled sixteen ones. What do you bet?

Rolled two more, ain’t seen nothing yet.

Had some left and so what do you know?

I rolled two more and now I have a score.


I awoke one morning ‘fore the sun it did shine.

I picked up my lighter and a joint that was fine.

I loaded my lungs with all they would hold.

I cleared my heart and I blessed my soul.


I rolled sixteen ones. What do you bet?

Rolled two more, ya ain’t seen nothing yet.

Had some left and so what do you know?

I rolled two more and now I have a score.


Some demons came a calling, they was calling my name.

A kicking and a biting and a causing me pain.

To my relief and against their desire.

Can’t no demon make it past the fire.


I rolled sixteen ones. What do you bet?

Rolled two more, ya ain’t seen nothing yet.

Had some left and so what do you know?

I rolled two more and now I have a score.


If you see me a smoking better come astride.

A lotta folks did, a lotta walked by.

One hit of stank, the other of real.

If the first one don’t get you then the second one will.


I rolled sixteen ones. What do you bet?

Rolled two more, ya ain’t seen nothing yet.

Had some left and so what do you know?

I rolled two more and now I have a score.

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Smoke in the Cheap Seats with You

Well, they told me just what I should do, so I told them all to go for a screw.

Off of my case. I needed my space, in a good place.

So I, smoke in the cheap seats with you, and we smoke for those that haven’t a clue.

They wear their bling like we care. They can shove it up their derrière.

I can’t take the pace. I want to look at your face, not run the rat race.

So I, smoke in the cheap seats with you, and we smoke for those that haven’t a clue.

Just between you and I. This world makes me cry.

But come what may, after sharing a jay, this day is okay.

So 1, smoke in the cheap seats with you, and we smoke for those that haven’t a clue.

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More Yankee Doodle Lyrics

Yankee Doodle Fireworks

Yankee Doodle is a tune
that I learned back in school.
The rich they tried to dumb us down.
My pa don’t raise no fools.

Chorus:

Yankee Doodle keep it up,
Yankee Doodle dandy,
Mind the music and the step,
And with the girls be handy.

When Donald went to Washington,
the Russians did their best.
A little boy of seventy one.
They watch him beat his chest.

Chorus

The people strong they went to town.
Holding signs of candor.
He shut them out and with a frown
he brushed them off like dander.

Chorus

The lesbians they stop and stare
and talk about what should be.
But Donald doesn’t give a care
and “grabs ‘em by the pussy.”

Chorus

And now my friend my song is done
I hope you understand it
When it comes to tyranny,
it’s time to get demanding.