Lyrics:

Bottle night 3 am
Drying out in the den
Good fellowship, we gonna get it together
We gonna build and bitch
Oh fella's I want you t' know
I feel all right 'bout the new way
Of grievin' and smokin'

A coward in the grass
Burn me up in July
Lookin' in t'August
With my shirt on fire
Oh well I want you all t'know

I feel all right 'bout the new way
Of grievin' and smokin'

All ye bugs and nitrates
Whom gather round the roots
Soak these minerals up
Till yer rusty through and through
Oh well I want ye bugs t'know
I feel all right 'bout the new way
Of grievin' and smokin'