Twigs And Seeds - Jesse Winchester

Well, when I got home from work last night

I headed straight for my stash

'Cause I wanted some of my private blend

Which is two parts grass to one part hash

Well, when I got to my little secret hiding place

And I checked out my little plastic bag

Well, there wasn’t a speck of that nice leaf left

And I felt my whole spirit sag

There’s nothing but twigs and seeds

Twigs and seeds

And they sure don’t deliver the punch

That this ole head needs

So I phoned up my old connection and I said

«Look, Richard, this is an emergency, man

Look, I have just discovered that I am

Fresh out of that herb that’s so dear to me

You know what I mean man?»

He said, Look, Jesse, I’d like to help you, man"

Said, «I'm in business to supply you with the

weed, you know

But the man just busted a whole huge shipment

of mine

And now everyone in town’s smokin'

twigs and seeds"(that's right)

There’s nothing but twigs and seeds

Twigs and seeds

And they sure don’t deliver the punch

That this old head needs

So you have morning glory seeds and nutmeg

And LSD and model airplane glue

And peyote buttons an' Methedrine, Benzedrine,

Hexedrine

Someone said banana peels would do

Let us say the use of these various hallucinogrens

Was somehow no longer a legal misdeed

Well, man, I still think there ought to be some

sort of law

About possession of nothin' but twigs and seeds

There’s nothing but twigs and seeds

Twigs and seeds

And they sure don’t deliver the punch

That this old head needs