(Pot Party) - Yellow Days

This is the real action, the Pot Party

The trippers, the grasshoppers, the hip ones

All gathered in secrecy

And flying high as a kite

Outside the boundaries of their «phony"world of kicks

Is the ever present possibility of discovery

This time the gang’s lucky

It’s not the law, or discovery, or problems

It’s just their supplier, Pete, with his number one chick

And a new guy looking for kicks

Forget it man and get with the countdown

Shake this square world and blast off for Kicksville