Nobilis Ecclesiae Sacrae Herbae ~ Church of the Holy Herb
You’re always welcome back at the church of hashish
Your lifelong membership never ceases nor will expire
Tho you may tire of getting higher and higher . . so stop
Once you been stoned again you are a brother for life
You can’t change the experience not even if you deny it
You are a member of the fraternity of Hascheeschins
The cult of healing dried herbs and of majaykal words
The sect of Ben the Old Man of the Mountain of Herbs
The old Iman of sticky herbaceous therapeutic flowers
The great GanjaKhan of ancient and wise high tradition
Bilal Al-Khazir of mystical purplish green haze now calls
It’s time to skin up a biffta at the pew where we skin up
So sit down my friend, have a smoke, a chat and a laugh
A friend with weed’s a friend indeed as an old saying goes
Feel the cannabis relax your bones, muscle, mind and soul
She will make you feel whole for a while, smile and forget
We are glad that your back, we hope to see you here again
You’re always welcome back at the church of fine hashish
