Lyrics
Indus Guys
Outstanding in Their Fields
The real tracklist:
1. Genesis
2. First Toke On A Sunny Day
3. Leave Us Alone
4. September Daze/Green Outlaw
5. The Workin’ Song
6. CanÔÇÖt wait To Get There
7. Farmer’s Prayer
8. Fields of Dreams
9. The Song That Got Me Outta Jail
10. I Got Away With It
New Tunes:
1. Her Man is Going of to Jail
2. How Long
3. Reeferman Blues
Genesis - Zag Zigfried
Based on the the bible Genesis verse 29. This has been overruled by a “higher power”.
Lead guitar - Zag Zigfried (Fender Strat)
Bass - Zag Zigfried
Lead vocals - Zag Zigfried
Drums - Enrique Sativa
2nd Lead Guitar - Randy Resin (’52 Les Paul)
Electric Slide Guitar & Acoustic Guitar - George W. Kush (’59 Les Paul)
Keyboards - Harry Janslinger
Lyrics
Why are we still hiding
After all these years
Can someone explain to us
About all your fears
What are you afraid of
What do ya think we’ll do
Don’t you know some of you
Might like to use it too
It grows in the ground
It comes from the Lord to share
Look in the book
It’s written in the pages there
Genesis the first book
Verse 29
You don’t have to read it
Between the lines
It’s written on the pages
For everyone to see
Why don’t you look it up
Then just let us be
It grows in the ground
It comes from the Lord to share
Look in the book
It’s written in the pages there
Stand like you’re almighty
Thoughtless chosen few
But the one that wrote the line
Is mightier than you
Believe it when convenient
You can get the vote
If you don’t like what it says
You’ll just throw it out
It grows in the ground
It comes from the Lord to share
Look in the book
It’s written in the pages there
First Toke On a Sunny Day - George W. Kush
Written on a beautiful sunny day with the sun streaming through the windows and the cannabis smoke gently swirling throughout the rays.
Dobro (metal) - George W. Kush
Acoustic Guitar - Jon Sinclair (takamine - Garth Brooks model)
Drums - Enrique Sativa
Slide Dobro - George W. Kush
Harmonica - Stoney Reeds
Leave Us Alone - George W. Kush
Dedicated to all the good folks of all colors, shapes and sizes who enjoy cannabis. We know who you are.
Lead Vocals - George W. Kush
Back-Up Vocals - Hailey Copter, Enrique Sativa, Zag Zigfried
Acoustic Guitar - George W. Kush
First Lead Guitar - Jon Sinclair (’72 Stratocaster)
Keyboards - Harry Janslinger
Harmonica - Stoney Reeds
Electric Slide Guitar - George W. Kush (’59 Les Paul Replica)
2nd Lead Guitar - Randy Resin (’52 Les Paul)
Drums - Enrique Sativa
Lyrics
Leave us alone
While we smoke a little pot
Prayin’ like hell
That we don’t get caught
‘Cause we all like
To do things our own way
Leave us alone
We ain’t hurtin’ no one
Just hangin’ loose
Havin’ us a little fun
When we smoke a little herb
It just makes my day
Leave us alone, leave us alone
Take your laws and go home
Leave us alone, leave us alone
Leave us alone, leave us alone
Don’t you know that you’re wrong
Leave us alone, leave us alone
Leave us alone we ain’t crooks
Lost my job, ’cause I got booked
‘Cause I caught a little buzz
They took my livelihood away
Leave us alone we ain’t scum
We’re Doctors, Lawyers, Daughters and Sons
And we’re tired of the hide and seek
That we have to play
Leave us alone, leave us alone
Take your laws and go home
Leave us alone, leave us alone
Leave us alone, leave us alone
Don’t you know that you’re wrong
Leave us alone, leave us alone
Leave us alone
To help the sick
Ain’t no mirrors, ain’t no tricks
And if it works what more can
All of your tests say?
Leave us alone
To live your lives
We don’t get drunk, beat up our wives
And we’ll raise our children
In a good old family way
Yeah, we’ll raise our children
In a good old family way
Leave us alone, leave us alone
Take your laws and go home
Leave us alone, leave us alone
Leave us alone, leave us alone
Don’t you know that you’re wrong
Leave us alone, leave us alone
Leave us alone
While we smoke a little pot
Prayin’ like hell
That we don’t get caught
‘Cause we all like to do things our own way
September Daze/Green Outlaw - George W. Kush
Based on a true story of a 20 mile chase… To all the Green Otlaws out there this one is for you.
Lead Vocals - George W. Kush
Bass - Root Fifth
Back-Up Vocals - Hailey Copter, Enrique Sativa, Zag Zigfried
Mandolin - Wally Bongwater
Drums - Enrique Sativa
Acoustic Guitar - George W. Kush
First Lead Guitar - Jon Sinclair (’72 Stratocaster)
2nd Lead Guitar - Randy Resin (’52 Les Paul - Mr. Feedback)
Electric Slide Guitar - George W. Kush (’59 Les Paul)
Harmonica - Stoney Reeds
Lyrics
He’s twenty miles from nowhere
Chopper’s in the air
Tracking dogs are on ‘im
Where he’s going now
He don’t care
They’ll try and wear ‘im down
But he’s got legs to spare
You don’t get tired on a freedom march
If jail awaits you there
How it was found
Don’t matter now
It’s time to get away
A promotion waits
For the cop
To catch you on this day
But the Green outlaws
Ain’t worried
Home out in the wood
Cop has got his work cut out
‘Cause he’s Mother Nature’s child
Mother Nature’s child
Now the cops’ll make it bigger
The truth will always fade
And they’ll talk about the millions
Nobody ever made
They say they want those Green Outlaws
In jail and doin’ time
Take everything from ‘em
It’s all proceeds of crime
Now it’s the crime
They say they’re goin’ to win that war
But it just can’t be won
For every cop
There’s a hundred Green Outlaws
Out on the run
And they’ll never stop ‘em growin’
Thank God I can say
For Every bail that they get
Fifty get away
Get Away
Workin’ Song - George W. Kush
A Song aimed at all those folks who talk about “Lazy Pot Growers” As we all know getting good at anything requires hard work. - We are all for it. Heres to all the hard workin’ everyday cannabis users that help make the world function.
Lead Vocals - George W. Kush
Back-Up Vocals - Hailey Copter, Enrique Sativa, Zag Zigfried
Acoustic Guitar - George W. Kush
Bass - Root Fifth
Harmonica - Stoney Reeds
Lead acoustic guitar - Randy Resin (Gibson Acoustic)
Mandolin - Wally Bongwater
Drums - Enrique Sativa
First Lead Guitar - Jon Sinclair (’72 Stratocaster)
2nd Lead Guitar - Randy Resin (’52 Les Paul)
Lyrics
Well my father he did tell me
For the fun you have
There is a price to pay
He said, “Son, don’t be afraid
To ever let a little work
Get in your way.”
You’ve got to work hard
To play hard and love hard
Ev’ry day
You’ve got to work real hard
To play hard and love hard
Ev’ry day
He said, “I don’t care what
You do, Son.
As long as you carry your own weight.
Look after your own family
Make sure they’re warm
Put somethin’ on their plate”
Make sure you work hard
To play hard and love hard
Ev’ry day
Make sure you work real hard
To play hard and love hard
Ev’ry day
He said, “Be careful when you’re out there
There’s people
And there’s games that they will play
But stick right to your guns
Don’t you listen
To a single word they say
Make sure you work hard
To play hard and love hard
Ev’ry day
Make sure you work real hard
To play hard and love hard
Ev’ry day
Can’t Wait To Get There - George W. Kush
We all know the Feelin’
Lead Vocals - Zag Zigfried
Rythm Guitar - George W. Kush - Fender Rosewood Telecaster
Bass - Root Fifth
Drums - Enrique Sativa
2nd Rythm Guitar - Jon Sinclair (’72 Stratocaster)
3rd Rythm Guitar - Randy Resin (’52 Les Paul)
Harmonica - Stoney Reeds
Hammond Organ - Stoney Reeds
Lyrics
My foot’s on the floor
My stereo’s a crank’n
And I can’t wait to get there
I’ve been waiting so long
For this day to come along
And I can’t wait to get there
I’ve been waiting for this day
Watch me get away
Yeah yeah
The day is finally here
Watch me disappear
Yeah yeah
I can’t wait
I can’t wait to get there
I can’t wait to
I can’t wait to get there
Got a sweet little woman
She’s waitin’ for me
And I can’t wait to get there
We goin’ to rock all night
Just wait and see
I can’t wait to get there
I’ve been waitin’ for this day
Watch me get away
Yeah yeah
The day is finally here
Gonna disappear
Yeah yeah
I work so hard
Now it’s time to play
And I can’t wait to get there
I paid my dues
This is my last day
And I can’t wait to get there
I’ve been waitin’ for this day
Watch me get away
Yeah yeah
The day is finally here
Watch me disappear
Yeah yeah
I can’t wait
I can’t wait to get there
I can’t wait to
I can’t wait to get there
Farmer’s Prayer- George W. Kush
For farmer’s everywhere…
Lead Vocals - Zag Zigfried
Back-Up Vocals - George W. Kush, Hailey Copter, Enrique Sativa, Stoney Reeds (Bass vocals)
Dobro - George W. Kush
Acoustic Guitar - Jon Sinclair
Mandolin - Wally Bongwater
Tambourine - Enrique Sativa
Lyrics
May the soil you till be loamy
May the sun be on your side
May you get rain when you need it
And grow your best with pride
May the hard work that you do
Make you feel good deep inside
May Mother Nature walk with you
May God be ‘ay your side
Can you stand the stormy weather
Can you bear the heavy load
Can you get up early every mornin’
And drive down dirt country roads
May you have your share of good times
Without worry, without fear
May you have more good luck than bad
This is my Farmer’s Prayer
May your dreams all be realized
May you be one with the land
May you learn to love your neighbor
And try to understand
That the good deeds that you do
Will come back to get you in time
And as the end of your long workin’ day
I hope you’re feelin’ fine
Can you stand the stormy weather
Can you bear the heavy load
Can you get up early every mornin’
And drive down dirt country roads
May you have your share of good times
Without worry, without fear
May you have more good luck than bad
This is my Farmer’s Prayer
May your children grow up healthy
May your aches and pains be few
May you find yourself one true love
Who’ll stand right beside you
May you have a few good friends
To help you through life’s rocky miles
And when your farming days on earth are done
I hope you see God smile
Can you stand the stormy weather
Can you bear the heavy load
Can you get up early every mornin’
And drive down dirt country roads
May you have your share of good times
Without worry, without fear
May you have more good luck than bad
This is my Farmer’s Prayer
Fields of Dreams - John Sinclair
A Beautiful tune born out of kitchen jams under the influence of cannabis. It should be another 40 minutes long to include all of the nice footage in our archives. Look for Fields of Dreams II Later on..
Acoustic Guitar - George W. Kush
Bass - Root Fifth
First Lead Guitar - Jon Sinclair (’72 Stratocaster)
Keyboards - Harry Janslinger
Drums - Enrique Sativa
Classical Guitar - Jon Sinclair
Hammond Organ Solo - Stoney Reeds
The Song That Got Me Outta Jail - George W. Kush
What can we say! An acoustic and a pick.
Acoustic Guitar - George W. Kush
I got Away With It - George W. Kush
We’ve all had a little snicker at one time or another. No matter what it was you got away with, big or small.
Lead Vocals - Zag Zigfried
Dobro - George W. Kush
Rythm Electric Guitar - Jon Sinclair (’72 Stratocaster)
Electric Slide Guitar - George W. Kush (’59 Les Paul)
2nd Lead Guitar - Randy Resin (’52 Les Paul)
Drums - Enrique Sativa
Bass - Root Fifth
Harmonica - Stoney Reeds
Hammond Organ Solo - Stoney Reeds
Lyrics
Stolen fruit fresh off the tree
Always tastes better
Know what I mean
A ten lives cat
Is hard to kill
Does it now
Just for the thrill
Cheatin’ woman and the backdoor man
Sneakin’ round
Whenever they can
The perfect con, the perfect scam
Cheat the dealer
At his own hand
I got away with it
I got away with it
Forbidden fruit off your own vine
Tastes so sweet
Leaves you feelin’ free
The money’s good
But that ain’t it
I feels so good
To get away with it
Amplification: Fender, Marshall, Orange, Mesa-boogie, Vox
Her Man is Going of to Jail
Words and Music by George W. Kush
Dedicated to Marc and Jody Emery
Acoustic Guitar, Dobro, Vocals - G.W. Kush
Acoustic Guitar - Randy Ressin
Bass, Piano - Horatio Hautknife
Drums - Ty Schtick
Keyboards, Harp - Stoney Reeds
Recorded by - Roland Peppers
Mixed by - Roland peppers and G.W. Kush
Lyrics
Cry for him now
Unhappy trails
Help him now lord
Don’t help him later
I hear that sound
It’s a siren wail
Her man is going off to Jail
Her man is going off to Jail
He’s got two kids
Tryin to make ends meet
He grew a little reefer
Sold it on the street
There’s a stool pigeon
Gonna save his tail
So her man is
Goin off to jail
Her man is going off to Jail
Now what’s she gonna do
When he ain’t around
It takes two
To make her world go round
Now who’s the bad guy
In this sad tale
Her man is going off to Jail
How Long
Words and Music by George W. Kush
Acoustic Guitar, Vocals - G.W. Kush
Bass, Back-Up Vocals - Horatio Hautknife
Drums - Ty Schtick
Hammond Organs - Stoney Reeds
Lead Guitar #1 (Nasty, Gibson) - Randy Ressin
Lead Guitar #2 (Cleaner, Gibson) - Kid Cola
Rhythm - Kid Cola
Guitars - Randy Ressin
Recorded by - Roland Peppers
Mixed by - Roland peppers and G.W. Kush
Lyrics
How Long?
We gonna keep on playin this game
How Long?
You ain’t one bit ashamed
How Long?
Till you politicians realize
How Long?
The people want to legalize
How Long, Baby how long?
How Long, Baby how long?
How Long, Baby how long?
How Long, Baby how long?
How Long?
We gonna keep fighting this fight
How Long?
What about our human rights?
How Long?
You gonna keep feedin us this shit
How Long?
Come on boys lets get with it
How Long, Baby how long?
How Long, Baby how long?
How Long, Baby how long?
How Long, Baby how long?
How Long?
We gonna have to wait
How Long?
While you lie still and hesitate
How Long?
Let’s take a vote and then you’ll see
How Long?
But you’re afraid of democracy
How Long, Baby how long?
How Long, Baby how long?
How Long, Baby how long?
How Long, Baby how long?
How Long?
You gonna keep wasting my tax
How Long?
Man don’t tell me now try and relax
How Long?
I want freedom, freedom of choice
How Long?
Till I can smoke a fuckin’ legal joint
How Long, Baby how long?
How Long, Baby how long?
How Long, Baby how long?
How Long, Baby how long?
Reeferman Blues
Words and Music by George W. Kush
Acoustic Guitar, Vocals - G.W. Kush
Bass - Horatio Hautknife
Drums - Ty Schtick
Organ and Harmonica - Stoney Reeds
Rhythm Guitar #1 (Clean) - Kid Cola
Rhythm Guitar #2 - Randy Resin
Recorded by - Roland Peppers
Mixed by - Roland peppers and G.W. Kush
Lyrics
Reeferman Blues
I’m the number one neighbour
In your nieghbourhood
I got what you want
It’ll make you feel good
Ain’t playing in snow
Ain’t running on E
But if its reefer that you want
Then I got what you need
I’m the reeferman
I take pride in what I do
Nothin but the best for you
I’m the reeferman
Got some BC bud
Got some real Thai-stick
Got some honey oil, man
It’s sweet and thick
Got some hash from morocco
and afghanistan too
Got some Australian bushman
It’ll mess you up fool
I’m the reeferman
I take pride in what I do
I’m the reeferman
Nothing but the best for you.
Got some indoor from Humbolt
Got some outdoor too
I got the gooeyest of the goo
I give you good weight
And won’t sell you now shake
And so the man don’t get ya
I’ll put it in a smell proof bag
I’m the reeferman
I take pride in what I do
I’m the reeferman
Nothing but the best for you.
Don’t sell nothin manmade
And I won’t do you harm
Just good clean herb
From a good clean farm
Messin’ with your health
Somethin’ I won’t do
Ain’t good enough for me
Ain’t good enough for you
I’m the reeferman
I take pride in what I do
I’m the reeferman
Nothing but the best for you.
George W. Kush would like to personally thank all of the other band members for their musical contributions to all of the tunes written by me. Their contributions were enormous and an important part of the evolution of these tunes. Without these guys the music would definitely not be the same….. Again thanks!
G.W.K
