Well I woke, took a long time to see
And I spoke, to the spirits in the trees
They said 'Bloke', as they gestured with glee
'Have a toke, have a sweet toke on me'
I got stoned 'cause they're bright green mullies
I said Bro, won't you try one of these!
Made a joke, with the trees about the breeze
Gave a poke, though I barely reached their knees
They were stoked, as they swayed and bowed with ease
So I smoked, just a few of their fallen leaves
I got stoned 'cause they're bright green mullies
I said Bro, won't you try one of these!