Roll a Bud then Take a Nice Stroll
Our sacrament grows from the soil
A vital product of our sweat and toil
To the herb of wonders we are loyal
So let the holy smoke twist and coil
Ganja is spiritual fodder for the soul
With this sacred gift we begin to roll
A joint of wonder to make us whole
To energise our lives so we are bold
This flower of ever loving green gold
Healing sacrament from times of old
Via herb a love story may truely unfold
Good reason and love soon takes hold
So let the sacred smoke rise and coil
Let’s celebrate effervescent loving oil
To blaze the aromatic incense is royal
Wi’ Mary’s mischief we gladly embroil
