[studio version appears on “God Ween Satan: The Oneness”]

Drift away on a puffy cloud
Float away on a puffy cloud
My brain is dead from too much pot
‘Cause (Gene) (Dean) and I smoke too much pot

Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloud cloudy cloudy
Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloudy
Cloudy cloud

It’s pretty bad news, man
Just forget it…
Oh man….
Ohhh…
I blew it man…
No way…
(Reggaejunkiejew)
(Yeah, you gotta do that man)
Nah nah, second verse

Float – float away on a cotton ball
We write songs about the clouds
My brain is dead from too much pot
‘Cause (Gene) (Dean) and I smoke too much pot

Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloudy
Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud (everybody)
Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloudy
Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud (everybody sing it)

Drift away on a puffy cloud
Float away on a puffy cloud
My brain is dead from too much pot
‘Cause (Gene) (Dean) and I smoke too much pot

Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloudy
Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloudy
(I’m over here dude)
Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud