OVER THE EDGE

by Connoisseur

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credits

released April 7, 2017

Connoisseur is:
Carlos Saldana : vocals, joints
Lyle Sprague : drums, noise
Daniel Hague : guitar, bass

Additional vocals on “Plague Mask” by Mark Thompson
Additional gang vocals on “All Day, Every Day” and “The Answer” by Mark Thompson, Lyle Sprague, Jason Ducat, Max Lavine

Recorded at Earhammer August / September 2016 by Greg Wilkinson
Mastered by Mammoth Sound

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Track Name: The Stoning
We were the wrong kids
We were the stoners
The bad seeds and the burnouts
The losers and fuckups
You didn’t want your kids to be like us
We don’t want our kids to be like you
We’re making marijuana a threat again
So now weed is mainstream
And profits are so high
Fancy shops and fancy rigs
We don’t want your money in our scene
You’re quite the hit
With all your toys
We’re broke and broken and we’re throwing stones
You can take your weed, you can fuck yourself
Track Name: All Day, Every Day
That’s how we maintain, that’s just how we live
All day, every day, weed edge
Smoke…
Get high, stoned for life
Burn…
All day, every day
Track Name: Maximum Hashism
Get high
What else ya gonna do
Smoke weed
Don’t be such a tool
Hit this
It’ll kick your ass
Hit this
Or I’ll kick your ass
This weed
It’s so magical
So green
Put it in yer butt
Wait, don’t
I’m just kidding
This weed
It’s got me saying things
Smoke hash
Get high
Too high
Fuck yeah
Hash, wax, weed and shatter
Life in Oakland rules
Track Name: Boulevard Of Broken Bongs
It happened again
Another broken bong
The universe has taken you from me
Leaving a trail of tears and bong water
The bong has broken and I’m left sober
Breaking glass and breaking hearts
I loved you each and every day
I wish I could smoke you one more time
When this bong broke my mind snapped
I turned into a raging yeti
I destroy every pipe I see
Every bit of glass is dead to me
Glass mass murder
Bud on my hands
Someone stop me
Stop me before I break again
Track Name: Weeding Out The Weak
Weeding out the weak
Take it to the ring
My lungs have muscles
My muscles have lungs
Pack the bong and pack another
Watch them fall as the smoke rises
Talk so big they fail so quick
Death to false stoners
Lungs of glass and hearts of vapor
You will never out-smoke me
I’m so tough, too tough to fight
Death to false stoners
Oh no, I’m too ripped
Passed out, written on
“Death to false stoners”
Track Name: It's Lit
Pet peeves
I can’t stand
When you torch that pipe
It kills me
Are you a pyro?
Back away from that pipe
Are you fucking brand new at weed?
Now the bowl is burnt to shit
Pass the bowl
But not the lighter
See that cherry?
It’s fucking lit
Track Name: Live To Smoke
All the weed that I smoked
Got me losing control
I barely know who I am
I think I’m gonna…
Puuuuuuuuke
Oh no, not another dab, (well, ok)
My lungs collapse and my vision doubles
I think I’m gonna pack that bong again
Pack it
Get lit
Big smoke
Big clouds
Repack
Repeat
Live high
Die high
Got so ripped I blacked out
And I’m ready to do it all again
I was born to get high
Smoke to live, live to smoke
Forever chase the biggest clouds
Smoke to live, live to smoke
Forever chase the biggest clouds
Track Name: I'd Rather Be Smoking Weed
You are
Always negative
Always talking shit
You seemed
Plagued by jealousy
Insecurity
You are your own enemy
You’re walking into walls you can’t see
I’d rather be smoking weed
Not wasting time and energy
No more divisions
Tearing each other down
I’ve cut
You out of my life
And it’s brighter now
We’re not perfect yet we are here
Strength in numbers and indica
We are the potheads - posi stoners
We’re smoking weed all day, every day
We can handle this east coast style
Track Name: The Answer
Get lit
All day
Be stoned
Be cool
Share weed
Make friends
Pot rules
It’s true
You wonder how the world can find peace?
Everyone just needs to smoke weed
Smoke weed
Smoke weed smoke weed smoke weed
Track Name: Mala Hierba
Despirtense
Porque ya llego la hora
De dejar de ocultar
La verdad de una hierba
Que es medicina
No pueden continuar ignorando
La magia que undo gana cuando
Fumas la hierba sagrada
Troncho hierba, mota
Ignora lo que te digan
Troncho hierba digan
Lo que digan es una mentira
Los de alla le llaman la weed
Los de aca le llaman juana
No crean todas las mentiras
Esta la hierba si esta permitida
No crean todas las mentiras
Esta la hierba si esta permitada
Track Name: Free The Weed
Free the weed
Track Name: The Doctor
Always support
Independent growers
Local dealers
Keep it D.I. High
Doctor Ducat
Thank you, sir
You’re the best
Inspired extracts
Always support
Independent growers
Local dealers
Keep it D.I. High
Track Name: Plague Mask
Everyone light up
Everyone burn down
Everyone get high as hell
Or leave the fucking hall
Getting stoned and loving life / No wimps! No posers!
Let’s see who has the biggest joint
Mine is like a baby’s leg
Mine can hang down past my knees
Mr Big Is Bud Good
Noodles! Noodles! Stacy Keach!
As Sargeant Stendenko
Everyone light up
Everyone burn down
Everyone get high as hell
Or leave the fucking hall
We never woke up
We rose like zombies
Like ghosts passing through the fog
Disembodied
I think we died
Now we’re sober
For all eternity
Death from the fucking plague
One by one we all dropped as we spread this disease
Infected patient zero drooled on that joint (it was extra moist, extra fucking gross)
Stoners around the world have gone extinct (like the dinosaurs)
Now the world is full of jerks that should smoke weed (but there’s no one left to grow)