Whitmore - NINE BAR BLUES lyrics

Friday night the parties on at Graham's down the way

Pick up your drink

And your smoke

And your tunes - and your Pills

And meet me on the street

Get into the truck, everybody sucks

This weed is gonna blow your mind

This weed will blow your mind

Sometimes I really mean the things that I say

I know that you'll never pay

Go down to Aidan's when your out of your face

He's got a nine bar in his pillow case.