the devil went to jamaica

he was lookin' to sell some weed

he was doin' fine

they were standin' in line

it was excellent weed indeed

when he came across a young man

who was likewise peddelin' pot

and the devil slid down the beach to the kid

and said "boy lemme tell you what"

i guess you kinda figured i'm a reefer head of course

and after all this time

i guess that i'm

a connoisseur of sorts

now your stuff smells ok

but this could tranquilize a horse

i'll bet a million in cash

against your stash

coz i think mine's better than yours

the boy said "my name's johnny and you ain't smoked nothin' yet"

one hit of this grass

will kick your ass

you got yourself a bet

johnny roll a ball of hash

and make sure it's the bomb

coz the devil's got the kind of stuff

they smoked in vietnam

you'll get a million smackaroo's

in cash if you cash if you can cook,

but if you can't devil'll get your dope

the devil packed a bong

with a little acapulco gold

and resin flew from his fingertips

as he fired up his bowl

he filled that chamber all the way

and he took a mighty hit

as they passed it back and forth

it gave'em both a coughin' fit

when the bowl was finished johnny said

"hey man that stuff was great"

but fill your lungs with some of this

and prepare to vegetate

cannabis,apeeva,sweet mary jane

the devil's in the back yard fryin' his brain

zig zag filled with a diggity dang

hold on tight it'll hit you like a tank

the devil nodded off because he knew that he was stoned

and he asked if he could buy an ounce of the stuff that johnny owned.

johnny said "devil just come on back if you ever wanna catch a buzz"

i done told you once you son of a bitch,

mine's the best there ever was

then they

fired up doobies one by one,

ain't gonna stop 'til the bag's done

green as a bullfrog,

sticky as glue

granted you'll get high,

yes i do