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The second release off of Decadent Nation's "So There Will Be No Doubt", Ganja Queen Mary. Copyright, 2010 DN L.L.C., All Rights Reserved. Lyrics: I bet you wish you had something to complain about It's about time maybe that I figured you out So sick of dealing with your complacent apathy Take a look at what that attitude is doing to we As an entity, we are one, all a hole Got the rhythm, but nobody's got no soul I bet you think you're pretty clever, yeah you're a pearl Got the money, got the car now you got the girl Shabby is the framing of your reality Talk a good game but you can't admit to me You're only trying to appeal to my vanity This song and dance of advance is getting old to me Do you think you'll get ahead by just getting by? Stand up turn around and look me in the eye You're only working for that bigger, better slice of pie Are these the reasons why you can never identify Chorus: On 11/11/2007 You were counting the ways by which you would get to Heaven But the pleasure transistor, such a funky sister Whiff the ganja queen and you can't resist her What's your dysfunction? Dysfunctional-ess Because I'm looking at your shoulders and I'm seeing much stress Let it loose now, come shake your caboose now Let the rhythm take you, you won't have a care anyhow I bet you wish you had something to complain about It's about time maybe that we let the beast out As an entity, we are one, all a whole Living and breathing as one soul, I said Loving and music is all I need Loving and music and a big ole bag o' weed Miss Ganja Queen Mary has the lighters flairing With the sweet smoke flying and the music blaring The puff, puff, pass, is so necessary When the green's so sticky you cannot help the staring Chorus: With Babylonian horn sounds we're blowing the walls down We come here to get down