Cübik (feat. Victor Calderone) [Victor Calderone Remix] - 808 State

Westerly wind Making her way out east Give me a kiss I am a tumbleweed Tumbleweed Tumbleweed Nowhere to go, nowhere to be Tumbleweed Tumble to me Lighting a match Under the Joshua tree Roll up the grass I am a tumbleweed (A little tumbleweed) Tumbleweed Tumbleweed Nowhere to go, nowhere to be Tumbleweed Tumble to me

Why do you think they call it dope? Nighttime, shooting star, the sun started to rain Trees lost branches, gurus' trances, black-brassiered dancers Little dears Showdown's coming, it's no joke, mouth is running, it's a stroke That's what I think when I'm so fucked up I can't even find the door Why do you think they call it dope? Why do you think they call it dope? When your heart beats fast, you're so broke, in your car with the red Lights flashing Look sincere, smell like beer, roach in the ashtray Going to the pokey Thirty days later, ten bucks left, hands are shaking Looking for a dime bag Why do you think they call it dope? Why do you think they call it dope? Dirty little dopers on dope so bad Dirty little dopers on dope so bad When two and two turn into five you'll probably see it my way When bad is good, like it should, things turn upside down Some people say it's hip to say no, my town it's green light go For party rockin' angels now it's trigger happy Slang-bang-pow Why do you think they call it dope? Why do you think they call it dope? Why do you think they call it dope? Why do you think they call it dope?