Lyrics to Cannabis Cafe
I wish I was up in Vancouver
At the Cannabis Café
Smoking good old sensemelia
At the beginning of the day
But here I am in New York City
Hiding out in Central Park
Getting kidnapped by the police
Today sometime before dark
But I wish I was up in Vancouver
At the Cannabis Café
Smoking good old sensemelia
At the beginning of the day
The judge looked down upon me, frowning
He said, "Kid, get on your way
Just don't start out your morning
With espresso and a j"
I said I wish I was up in Vancouver
At the Cannabis Café
Smoking good old sensemelia
At the beginning of the day
I hitched a ride out to Portland
Caught one up to B.C.
Took a bus over to Hastings Street
To have a bowl with my coffee
Now I'm up in Vancouver
At the Cannabis Café
Smoking good old sensemelia
At the beginning of the day
Now I'm up in Vancouver
At the Cannabis Café
Smoking good old sensemelia
At the beginning of the day
At the Cannabis Café
Smoking good old sensemelia
At the beginning of the day
But here I am in New York City
Hiding out in Central Park
Getting kidnapped by the police
Today sometime before dark
But I wish I was up in Vancouver
At the Cannabis Café
Smoking good old sensemelia
At the beginning of the day
The judge looked down upon me, frowning
He said, "Kid, get on your way
Just don't start out your morning
With espresso and a j"
I said I wish I was up in Vancouver
At the Cannabis Café
Smoking good old sensemelia
At the beginning of the day
I hitched a ride out to Portland
Caught one up to B.C.
Took a bus over to Hastings Street
To have a bowl with my coffee
Now I'm up in Vancouver
At the Cannabis Café
Smoking good old sensemelia
At the beginning of the day
Now I'm up in Vancouver
At the Cannabis Café
Smoking good old sensemelia
At the beginning of the day
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