Hmm-hmm… yeah… Greg time, baby…

I was gonna feed the cows,

but then the couch said “bro, sit down.”

I tried to fix the tractor,

but I got lost in my own hometown.

Now I'm chillin’ on the porch

with a sandwich upside-down,

and the neighbors shake their heads like

“Greg’s the weirdest man around.”

Because I got high,

and then my plans just waved goodbye,

Yeah I got high,

and my boots asked me “but why?”

Man I got high,

and the whole damn farm went on standby—

but it’s a peaceful ride.

I said I'd mend the fences,

but then I spaced out on a rock.

I planned to haul the hay bales,

but I forgot where I put the flock.

Now the barn door’s kinda crooked

like it's posing for TikTok,

and a chicken stole my hat, man…

I swear that bird learned how to mock.

Because I got high,

and the cows don’t even mind,

Yeah I got high,

I found enlightenment in rind,

Man I got high,

and I swear my brain got redesigned—

I live the lazy life.

I walked into the workshop

with a mission bold and grand,

but forgot it two steps later

when I saw a jar of jam.

Now my beer is feeling sacred

like a relic in my hand,

and Amy yelled: “GREEEG, MOVE!”

I said: “Honey… I physically can’t.”

Hmm-hmm… yeah…

maximum farm efficiency…

Because I got high,

and the sunset tastes like pie,

Yeah I got high,

and my tractor winked one eye,

Man I got high,

and honestly I won’t deny—

this farmer’s flying high.