Long live Rockathon Offspring and tag-alongs were finding The history book has lost its binding Pages everywhere Two titans without care would read them We conjure ghosts and then we feed them And if it all goes well we'll laugh a lot And then take photographs Of what we made, lemonade Freedom cake, quick to bake Trim the tree collectively Breath the air from the fair And watch colored lights shine down Dancing 'round the lady's face As we learned the sound We can't keep this violent pace Though we know that haste makes waste And I'm giving you a ring For the dreams of the weed king, we all sing For the dreams of the weed king, we all sing For the dreams of the weed king, we all sing For the dreams of the weed king, we all sing For the dreams of the weed king, we all sing For the dreams of the weed king, we all sing (drink on) For the dreams of the weed king, we all sing (yeah) For the dreams of the weed king Stop!