When We Write a Song Songtext
von The Tips

I was sitting here in my living room
And the air was full of smoke
Listening to good reggae music
Frank will come soon I hope
Then he came in with the good stuff in his hand
And he showed me that nice reggae bassline
We were smoking all night long, recorded a song
Drinking, making music, having a good time

We hit the bong all night long
This is how we write a song
There is nothing to complain
When the weed is in my brain
We hit the bong all night long
This is how we write a song
There is nothing to complain
When the weed is in my brain


Un poco de sol, un poco de orilla
The weather doesn′t matter when you're smoking herb or pinna
Either reggae, ska, guitar or beat trip
And everything is fine when you suck on that spliff
The music is turned on
All the bad things are gone
No need to feel alone
When we hit that bong

We hit the bong all night long
This is how we write a song
There is nothing to complain
When the weed is in my brain
We hit the bong all night long
This is how we write a song
There is nothing to complain
When the weed is in my brain

The music is turned on
All the bad things are gone
No need to feel alone
When we hit that bong
You gotta dance and sing along
Nothing seems to be wrong when we write a song, yeah
When we write a song


We hit the bong all night long
This is how we write a song
There is nothing to complain
When the weed is in my brain
We hit the bong all night long
This is how we write a song
There is nothing to complain
When the weed is in my brain