My father took me out
When I was just fifteen
Said smoke this pipe
Live in a dream
Crack this beer
It'll make your head feel clear
So I rode my bike
Through the trees
And the moss covered ground
Looked so pretty
And the moss covered ground
Looked so pretty
In the morning I felt sick
My head was spinning
I was hallucinating
In a orange Volkswagen Van
In a orange Volkswagen Van
Orange Volkswagen Van
Orange Volkswagen Van