Clove Doper Songtext
von The SIGIT

There′s a man with a friendly plea
Who drinks cofee rather than tea
I've been listening to his prophercy
And I don′t need another

He smokes super fine clove cigarette

There's a man fight for demand where I could never win a game
My fist to protect, my hugs to attack
How could you tell me who's to blame?

World is full of amateurs
They′re acting like a pro
If I could talk like a holy man
Can I be the cannonist too?

Super fine clove cigarette
Super fine clove cigarette
Super fine clove cigarette
Super fine clove cigarette


There′s a man with a friendly plea
Who drinks cofee rather than tea
I've been listening to his prophercy
And I don′t need another

There's a man fight for demand where I could never win a game
My first to protect, my hugs to attack
How could you tell me who′s to blame?

World is full of amateurs
They're acting like a pro
If I could talk like a holy man
Can I be the cannonist too?

World is full of amateurs
Ther′re acting like a pro
If I could talk like a holy man
Can I be the cannonist too?

Super fine clove cigarette
Super fine clove cigarette
Super fine clove cigarette
Super fine clove cigarette

Super fine clove cigarette
Super fine clove cigarette
Super fine clove cigarette
Super fine clove cigarette