I Owe a Lot to Iowa Pot Songtext
von Napoleon XIV

Oh, I owe a lot to Iowa pot
Iowa grown and grand
I never knew such beautiful boo
Grew in this groovy land I′m in
And I'm indebted indeed to wonderful weed
Iowa raised and born
Oh, I owe a lot to Iowa pot
And that′s not just Iowa corn
Oh, I never cared much for domestic
I would always be turning it down
But I just smoked a joint so majestic
So fentestic, Its the best stick in town!
And it blooms in this midwestern section
And their isn't a glimmer of doubt
It could shake a Jamaica connection
'Cause its cheap, deep, and far bleepin′ out
Oh, I owe a lot to Iowa pot
Iowa grown and grand
I never knew such beautiful boo
Grew in this groovy land I′m in


And I'm indebted indeed to wonderful weed
Iowa raised and born
Oh, I owe a lot to Iowa pot
And that′s not just Iowa corn
Contraband in the land of mañana
Its so ruthlessly risky to cop
While those Iowans cop all they wanna
Camping on a marijuana crop
So just keep your Columbian rip-off
And your shady Canadian scene
'Cause I′d sooner be singing my lip off
On some straight, great, Iowa green!
Oh, I owe a lot to Iowa pot
Iowa grown and grand
I never knew such beautiful boo
Grew in this groovy land I'm in
And I′m indebted indeed to wonderful weed aha!
Iowa raised and born
Oh, I owe a lot to Iowa pot
And thats not just Iowa corn
No, thats not just Iowa corn!