THE ORANGE COUNTY ROLLING ACRES
SENIOR CENTER CANNABIS CLUB
SENIOR CENTER CANNABIS CLUB
words and music
copyright © 2009
by Roy Zimmerman
copyright © 2009
by Roy Zimmerman
Away out in the suburbs of SoCal
Among the gentle hills of chaparral
There sits a little rest home where they grow a certain shrub
It’s the Orange County Rolling Acres Senior Center Cannabis Club
Exactly at 4:20 every day
The nurses put the bingo cards away
And soon the place is smokier than any Soho pub
It’s the Orange County Rolling Acres Senior Center Cannabis Club
Ah yes, they were in chronic pain until
They grew some chronic on the windowsill
Now they read B. Toklas while they’re tokin’ in the tub
At the Orange County Rolling Acres Senior Center Cannabis Club
They’re convalescin’, yes indeed
Plucking every flower, removing every stem and seed
They’re reminiscin’ this an’ that
They may not know where they are, but friends
They all know where it’s at
Nurse, bring the Nacho Cheese Doritos STAT!
And just last week they all got hauled to jail
And had to throw a bake sale to make bail
The cops came back for seconds, “This is what I call good grub!”
At the Orange County Rolling Acres Senior Center Cannabis Club
Oh, it hasn’t changed their politics one bit
They’ll take a hit and say that LBJ is full of it
But this assisted living life of crime
Has got ‘em laughing at Bugs Bunny for the thirty-seventh time
And subverting the dominant paradigm
So pass the Metamucil and the bong
Let’s hear some Patty Page or Cheech and Chong
And one more time, with feeling, “Eh, what’s all the hubbub, bub?”
At the Orange County Rolling Acres Senior Center Cannabis Club
So stay in school, kids, look alive
And don’t do drugs until you’re over
Eighty-five
Among the gentle hills of chaparral
There sits a little rest home where they grow a certain shrub
It’s the Orange County Rolling Acres Senior Center Cannabis Club
Exactly at 4:20 every day
The nurses put the bingo cards away
And soon the place is smokier than any Soho pub
It’s the Orange County Rolling Acres Senior Center Cannabis Club
Ah yes, they were in chronic pain until
They grew some chronic on the windowsill
Now they read B. Toklas while they’re tokin’ in the tub
At the Orange County Rolling Acres Senior Center Cannabis Club
They’re convalescin’, yes indeed
Plucking every flower, removing every stem and seed
They’re reminiscin’ this an’ that
They may not know where they are, but friends
They all know where it’s at
Nurse, bring the Nacho Cheese Doritos STAT!
And just last week they all got hauled to jail
And had to throw a bake sale to make bail
The cops came back for seconds, “This is what I call good grub!”
At the Orange County Rolling Acres Senior Center Cannabis Club
Oh, it hasn’t changed their politics one bit
They’ll take a hit and say that LBJ is full of it
But this assisted living life of crime
Has got ‘em laughing at Bugs Bunny for the thirty-seventh time
And subverting the dominant paradigm
So pass the Metamucil and the bong
Let’s hear some Patty Page or Cheech and Chong
And one more time, with feeling, “Eh, what’s all the hubbub, bub?”
At the Orange County Rolling Acres Senior Center Cannabis Club
So stay in school, kids, look alive
And don’t do drugs until you’re over
Eighty-five
