What Time Is It - Dust Junkys, The Collective

What time is it?

It’s that time again

Gotta get my boy’s together

Find myself a choice batch, ha

Got to get me some

I swept through the floor as I drink to shrink

I gotta pocket full of fluff but no time to think

No need for cash, my carrot is fly

We can buy all the freebies that nature supplies

To me I’m not a scrubber, just a freak brother

Living off the land if it’s free, I got to get some, get some

Find a choice batch boil the water, hold my nose and down the hatch

Sit back soaking up the sunrays, eyes are pinned

It’s a good thing I got my shades on baby

What time is it?

Blow, Blow, Get some

Got to get some, Yeah, got to get some

What time is it?

Blow, Blow, get some

Got to get some, get some

Struggle like I’m walking on Velcro, feeling like fuzzy felt

and I’m buzzing in stereo

So hot I wanna burst, I can’t quench the thirst

But I can almost taste the surf

Non stop grinning with a stiff jaw, and a butterflie’s flapping around as my

brain storms

If you’ve been here you know what I mean, just a haze, confusions the theme

How am I feeling, yeah I’m feeling fine

Sitting with my boys eating fungus and drinking wine

Throwing a party without sound

‘bout to level, ain’t no time for coming down

sunshine, delights ablaze, ain’t no thing

when you’re pinned and you got your shades on honey

What time is it?

Blow, Blow, Get some

Got to get some, Yeah, got to get some, do you like it like that?

What time is it?

Blow, Blow, get some

Got to get some, get some

Stop the beat drop the beat, ha!

still getting jitters and I trashed my reeboks

are they talking or are they flip-flops

my tongue is sticky like a hippy with bad breath

bust my seams I’m in shorts and a string vest

life’s a beach and I’m lay on it, on my head do my rag with knots in it

a space babe running clouds like a jockey

can’t stop this feeling, this feeling is lovely

start to stomp and I’m looking like a hobo

boy’s are splittin I’m doin it solo

sunshine always seems to fade

but it ain’t no thing

when you’re pinned and you’ve got your shades on.

What time is it?

Blow, Blow, Get some

Got to get some, Dust Junkys, Yeah, got to get some,

What time is it?

Blow, Blow, get some

Got to get some, get some, get some