Hangin' with Howard Marks lyrics

You and me and the guy from Sparks, hanging out with Howard Marks. We're the three musketeers, gather round with your beers. There's no need the fear. Throw a penny into my plastic satelitte dish, and make a wish. I wish you farewell. Buy, buy! Sell, sell! I bid you goodbye, Buy, buy! Sky high. A big fax, and a portion of lies, washed down witha dire choke. Pass the mic to your lover, turn around and find your brother. Throw a penny into my plastic satelitte dish, and make a wish. I wish you farewell. Buy, buy! Sell, sell! I bid you goodbye, Buy, buy! Sky high