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He has stemps for bones

And leaves for hair

He roams the world without care

Hempocchio...

Prodigal Hemp Child

Hempocchio...

Prodigal Hemp Child

His flesh is made of bud

His eyes are made from hash

Everything he touches

Turns into grass

Hempocchio...

Prodigal Hemp Child

Hempocchio...

Immortal God

Come worship him now

And you will learn

About leaves and buds

To smoke and burn

Hempocchio...

Prodigal Hemp Child

Hempocchio...

Prodigal Hemp Child

Hempocchio...

Immortal God

Hempocchio...

Prodigal Hemp Child