[Opening Flourish]
[Lute plucks a merry tune, a jester’s giggle, a puff of smoke]
Hark, ye merry fools, I’ve found a herb most rare!
‘Twill make us laugh and caper, free from worldly care!
[Verse 1 - The Discovery: Grand and Silly]
In yonder forest, where the fairies play,
I found a weed, a verdant sprite, I say!
With leaves so green, a scent to make one swoon,
I lit it swift, and lo, I touched the moon!
Mine eyes did roll, mine heart did leap and prance,
I laughed so loud, I frighted all of France!
This herb, I swear, doth make a fool of me,
A toker I, in mirthful revelry!
[Chorus - Boisterous Jest: Loud and Ridiculous]
FIE, FIE! THIS WEED DOTH MAKE ME GIDDY!
SPARK THE SPLIFF, I’M FOOLISH AS A KIDDIE!
FIE, FIE! I LAUGH ‘TIL I DO WEEP!
BLAZE THE HERB, I’M IN A MERRY HEAP!
HO-HO! I’M A JESTER IN THE SKY!
HO-HO! THIS WEED DOTH MAKE ME HIGH!
[Verse 2 - The Toker’s Folly: Rapid and Absurd]
I took a puff, and straightway lost my wit,
I called my horse a king, and bowed to it!
My doublet seemed to dance a jig, I swear,
And mine own codpiece whispered in mine ear!
I tried to woo a tree, with sonnets sweet,
But fell into a ditch, and kissed my feet!
This herb, this fiend, hath turned my brain to mush,
Yet still I toke, for laughter is my rush!
[Chorus - Boisterous Jest: Even Sillier]
FIE, FIE! THIS WEED DOTH MAKE ME GIDDY!
SPARK THE SPLIFF, I’M FOOLISH AS A KIDDIE!
FIE, FIE! I LAUGH ‘TIL I DO WEEP!
BLAZE THE HERB, I’M IN A MERRY HEAP!
HO-HO! I’M A JESTER IN THE SKY!
HO-HO! THIS WEED DOTH MAKE ME HIGH!
[Verse 3 - The Court’s Confusion: Chaotic and Hilarious]
At court, I brought this herb to share with all,
The king did puff, and then began to crawl!
The queen, she giggled, thinking she’s a cat,
And chased her crown whilst wearing mine own hat!
The jester ate a pie, but missed his face,
And knights did joust with spoons in mad disgrace!
This weed hath turned our noble court to clowns,
We laugh ‘til dawn, in most uproarious sounds!
[Breakdown - The Toker’s Revel: Frenzied and Goofy]
[Drum beats wild, a lute goes off-key, a chorus of snorts]
O, vapors sweet, thou mak’st us all such dolts!
We caper like the goats, we bray like colts!
The smoke doth rise, a cloud of pure delight,
We tumble in the hay ‘neath starlit night!
Pass me the pipe, I’ll toke ‘til I do fall,
For in this haze, I’m happiest of all!
[Verse 4 - The Fool’s Triumph: Exaggerated and Hysterical]
I’ve smoked so much, I think I am a cloud,
I float above the earth, and laugh so loud!
Mine ears do hear the stars in chorus sing,
They call me “Lord of Fools,” a merry king!
I tried to pen a sonnet, but alas,
I wrote “thou art a pie” and kissed the grass!
This weed, this jester’s gift, hath won my heart,
I’ll toke forever, ne’er from it to part!
[Closing Revel - Madcap Finale: Utterly Bonkers]
FIE, FIE! I’M MAD WITH JOYOUS GLEE!
SPARK THAT WEED, A FOOL I’LL EVER BE!
FIE, FIE! I’LL LAUGH ‘TIL I EXPLODE!
BLAZE THE HERB, DOWN THIS MERRY ROAD!
HO-HO! I’M THE SILLIEST IN THE LAND!