Harold and Maude (Psychedelic Lot Reverie Remix)

[2025-11-27 ] [🎵 “If You Want to Smoke Crack ” — A Parody in Cat Stevens Style] [Verse 1] Well if you want to light up, light up — this is fucked up world, my friend, And if you want to get wild, get wild — Till the movie credits roll at the end. Just go get yourself a good bong And don't smoke shit that don't belong That stuff will shrivel your shlong, So we keep it in the screenplay Fucked up dance and a wacky song. [Chorus] Oh, if you wanna smoke crack — smoke crack! If you wanna do coke — do coke! If want to live high live high if you want to get low get low But stay away from the meth, son, ’Cause that’ll mess you up — and that just ain’t fun! Ohhhh… This is real singsongy song and it wont take all that long… [Verse 2] Grandma’s in the gas station parking lot, Telling tales of days gone by, She says, “In this cold world, baby, I used to chase the sky!” But you cleaned her up so gently, With vitamins and tea, And now she talks like royalty From the court of Old D.C. [Chorus] Yeah, if you wanna be free, be free — In our fairy-tale cracked-out odyssey. If you wanna be wild, be wild — With the energy of a feral child. But in this sad life, darling, Dont do meth, Treat your body right — This song’s about drugs In the soft parking lot light. [Bridge] She says, “I used to hit the pipe, dear, Now I just sip kamomeal, I traded all the chaos For a cardigan-and-smile.” And you say, “Ma’am, you’re still a queen, Just one that’s fucked up and mean,” As the camera fades to credits In this strange and tender scene. [Chorus] So if you wanna smoke crack — smoke, crack! If you wanna do coke — do coke! But them real gas station bad drugs, Will absolutely fuck you up! So keep it on the down low, Dont you stump on them needles below, And we’ll all stay happy and spry On this parking lot in real time. [Verse 3 – Dark & Lush Version] A freight train groans behind you Like a memory in steam, Shaking dust off all the nightmares Grandma lost inside her dream. She whispers, “Kid, the world is cruel— But damn, it's ours tonight,” As you watch the stars reflect In every brittle parking-light. And for one slow, heavy heartbeat All the chaos feels like art, The universe a cracked-up song Still beating in her patched-up heart. [Musical interlude] --- ⭐ [Final Chorus – Expanded] So if you wanna smoke crack — smoke crack! If you wanna do coke — do coke! But them real gas-station gremlin drugs Will turn your whole damn life to smoke. So keep your soul stitched tight, my friend, Don’t dance with needles in the dark, ’Cause even fools can find their joy Beneath this humming corner-park. And as the cameras rise above This neon-lit, chaotic scene, We’ll sing our stupid, lovely song ’Bout gettin' fucked-up… but staying clean. --- [Musical interlude] ---