1 – My plant is proud, it’s a survivor
It’s tender and fragrant, just the right amount of stickiness
Its resin lights me up, with buckshot it kills me
It’s bulbous and teasing, it’s an angry pagan
Chorus:
My plant is two thousand years old, My plant
is a survivor.
She’s my blessing, I made her my religion
2 – She is for me the promise of a future filled with caresses
An alternative to our species, a hand extended to youth
I saw her soar into the sky, and I with her kiss the sun
Aaah…. Aaah
3 – We hunt her down, we think she’s demonic
We accuse her and that amuses her
But she’s just a weed loose in the metropolis
A cure for insomniacs, a cure for the cantankerous
4 – She seems to be indestructible, the world deems her inadmissible
She is a libertine, with anyone she gets along.
It’s a real female my plant
A real rebel my plant,
It’s a survivor, a survivor, a survivor.
Hey hey Roll up
Ok Skin up
Hey hey Roll up
Ok Skin up
Lead vocals: Billy Ze Kick / Backing vocals: Joni Bob, Bidou, Mary-Peels and Mary-Pop / Sampler and programming: M. Bing / Flute, violins: Billy Ze Kick
Design: Nicoby