You ever been to a drunken brawl?
You know the kind, where the cops get called?
There's always someone gettin' hauled away to jail, yeah
You ever see a stoner pickin' a fight to maybe crack a couple skulls on a Saturday night?
Yeah, me neither...and I doubt you ever will
They been lyin' to you, so now please dig a little truth, y'all

Somebody tell me, what's the fuss about?
We're just a band of hippies who wanna burn one down
And then we'll eat, then we'll fuck, prob'ly fall asleep, maybe drive the truck
10 miles beneath the speed limit
I don't get it
Tell me what's the fuss about?

I really hoped when I wrote the song
that the message would be real strong
so that some folks might one day understand
that alcohol's killed so many more than greenbud ever will
But look who's keepin' score
You know, a matter of fact folks, you can't OD on weed
They been lyin' to you, so now please dig my little truth, y'all

Somebody tell me, what's the fuss about?
We're just a band of hippies who wanna burn one down
And then we'll eat, then we'll fuck, prob'ly fall asleep, maybe drive the truck
10 miles beneath the speed limit
I don't get it
Tell me what's the fuss about?

Somebody tell me, what's the fuss about?
I'm just a man from Spokane that's got to burn one down
And then I'll eat, then I'll fuck, prob'ly fall asleep, maybe drive my truck
10 miles beneath the speed limit
I don't get it
Tell me what's the fuss about?