Gettin' Bona high on the balcony. She, a pillar of her community. Whatever will the neighbors think of me, as if that ever really mattered. She gives it that down-home trailer-park feel the she lays on her hands, and brings on the heal. She warbles in tongues and spins her cosmic wheel. Who's pur lucky winer today? So I fire up some Lemon Egg and scratch an itch on my leg. Who among us remembers Howard Sprague and his swinging batchelor pad?  

Tagses: lemon egg, pot, cannabis, howard sprague (we can link these up later)

Link to the mp3 file:
Lemon Egg
Link to this view of the song:
http://song-a-day.netscrap.com/songs/?scrap_id=4402&scrap_category=43