He has stemps for bones
And leaves for hair
He roams the world without care
Hempocchio...
Prodigal Hemp Child
Hempocchio...
Prodigal Hemp Child
His flesh is made of bud
His eyes are made from hash
Everything he touches
Turns into grass
Hempocchio...
Prodigal Hemp Child
Hempocchio...
Immortal God
Come worship him now
And you will learn
About leaves and buds
To smoke and burn
Hempocchio...
Prodigal Hemp Child
Hempocchio...
Prodigal Hemp Child
Hempocchio...
Immortal God
Hempocchio...
Prodigal Hemp Child
