I'm not a leader, i'm not a left-wing rhetoric
mobilizing force of one, But there was a time way
back, many years ago in college, don't laugh, But
I thought I was a radical, I ran the hemp
Liberation League with my boyfriend, It was true
love, with a common cause, and besides that, he
was a Sagittarius.

We used to say that our love was like hemp rope,
three times as strong as the rope that you buy
domestically, And we would bond in the face of
oppression from big business and the deans, But I
knew there was a problem, every time the group
would meet everyone would light up, That made it
difficult to discuss glaucoma and human rights,
not to mention chemotherapy.

Well sometimes, life gives us lessons sent in
ridiculous packaging, And so I found him in the
arms of a Student Against the Treacherous use of
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/HnRFur, And he gave no apology, he just turned to me,
stoned out to the edge of oblivion, He didn't pull
up the sheets and I think he even smiled as he
said to me, "Well, I guess our dreams went up
in smoke." And I said, No, our dreams went up
in dreams, you stupid pothead, And another thing,
what kind of a name is Students Against the
Treacherous Use of Fur? Fur is already dead, and
besides, a name like that doesn't make a good
acronym.

I am older now, I know the rise and gradual fall
of a daily victory. And I still write to my
senators, saying they should legalize cannabis,
And I should know, cause I am a horticulturist, I
have a husband and two children out in Lexington,
Mass. And my ex-boyfriend can't tell me I've sold
out, because he's in a cult. And he's not allowed
to talk to me.