Passafire and Little Stranger - Stash

I remember driving late at night in Idaho
State road seventy five in a motor home
Trailer in tow
Forty five in a thirty zone
Riding dirty though
Just came up from California
Where the wild things grow
Pulled over to the side of the road
Everybody hoping that he might let us go
He could smell it in the air
He could see the smoke
One thing that he doesn't know

I got the last of the stash in my pocket
I wanna roll it
I wanna smoke it up
I got the last of the stash in my pocket
I wanna roll it
I wanna smoke it up

No longer free to go
Location of the mason jar is all they need to know
Separately questioning everybody with the hope
That somebody will crack and take the honest approach
cnd I suppose
That was me that gave into the pressure that I perceived
I believed they would show mercy
But I know better
Cause the handcuffs come out
One size fits all
Try to keep calm

I got the last of the stash in my pocket
I wanna roll it
I wanna smoke it up
I got the last of the stash in my pocket
I wanna roll it
I wanna smoke it up
I got the last of the stash in my pocket
Just let me roll it
I wanna smoke it up
I got the last of the stash in my pocket
We wanna roll it
We wanna smoke it up
We got the last of the stash in our pocket

Suffering succotash
Blue lights all on my ass
What do I do
Maybe just let them pass

Maybe just hit the gas
Throw out the stash and mask the odors
Hide all the cash from mad controllers
Road sodas
Oh no I'm sober
Or at least that's what I told her
Shit
Chillin in the back of the paddy wagon
Mind is gone time is dragging
Don't belong and I start to panic
but I hear a voice and it's awfully manic

Rival meth gangs and they're going toe to toe

Oh what a lucky day
We're gonna let ya go

Thank god for my guardian angel
Coulda been bad coulda been mad painful
Phone call to my mom woulda sucked
Hey mom bout to be locked up
In Idaho mom I dunno but the cop got a bible though
cll I had was a bag of weed
It was shitty weed too and the cop agreed
Yes sir I am in a band
c shitty band too but in high demand
The contraband came from a fan
I don't even know how it got here man
So anyway dude I'm not tryna be rude
If you gave me a minute I woulda just dropped it

Cause I got the last of the stash in my pocket
I wanna roll it
I wanna smoke it up
I got the last of the stash in my pocket
I wanna roll it
I wanna smoke it up
I got the last of the stash in my pocket
Just let me roll it
I wanna smoke it up
I got the last of the stash in my pocket
We wanna roll it
We wanna smoke it up
We got the last of the stash in our pocket

I wanna roll it
I wanna smoke it
I got the last of the stash in my pocket
I wanna roll it
I wanna smoke it
I got the last of the stash in my pocket
I wanna roll it
I wanna smoke it
I got the last of the stash in my pocket
I wanna roll it
I wanna smoke it
I got the last of the stash in my pocket

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