Three Feet High Reefer - Kid Loco

Kill Your Darlings

Three Feet High Reefer

I used to smoke in the morning

A three feet high reefer

I used to smoke in the morning

A three feet high reefer

And all my friends

They call me the Viper

And once the sergeant caught me

With my reefer in my hand

Yeah once the sergeant caught me

With my reefer in my hand

But please, Lord, believe me

I did not kill a man

Cos I don’t use

The needle or cocaine

No I don’t use

The needle or cocaine

So please, Lord, release me

Cos I am not your man

But the judge told me

It’s like booming a bank

Yes the judge told me

It’s like booming a bank

So I said, Lord,

I’m gonna be, I’m gonna be your man

I rolled my three feet high reefer

And blew the smoke at his head

I rolled my three feet high reefer

And blew the smoke at his head

Cos if I had to go to jail

I’ll get him mad in his brain

But the judge shed a big hot tear

On to the window pane

But the judge shed a big hot tear

On to the window pane

Took a one last sniff

And got high up in the air

Took a one last sniff

And got high up in the air