Three High Mice (Trap Remix)

Three blind mice, three blind mice,

Smokin’ all day, livin’ that high life.

In a haze of green, they can’t see a thing,

But those munchies call out, hear the joy they bring.

Three little fellas, made a puff-puff plan,

Wakin’ and bakin’, just chillin’ in the van.

Rolling up blunts, they’re feelin’ so right,

Chasin’ down snacks, as they’re laughin’ all night.

Oh, they run to the store, hear the crunch of their feet,

Munchie wonderland, can’t be beat.

A cart full of chips, ice cream in the back,

With a game face on, they're grabbing a snack

Three blind mice, with their dreams in the sky,

Rolling up laughter, let their spirits fly high.

But when they got pulled over, no need to be shy,

Talking junk to the cops, watch the time pass by.

"Hey there officer, don’t you smell the bliss?

We’re just cruisin’ along, can we get a pass on this?"

Munchies in their hands, they can’t help but grin,

Even in the spotlight, they’re still chasin’ the spin.

Oh, they run to the store, hear the crunch of their feet,

Munchie wonderland, can’t be beat.

A cart full of chips, ice cream in the back,

With a game face on, they're grabbing a snack.

Three blind mice, with their dreams in the sky,

Rolling up laughter, let their spirits fly high.

But when they got pulled over, no need to be shy,

Talking junk to the cops, watch the time pass by.

Now they're laughin’ in circles, high on a whim,

Every twist and turn, it’s a hit or a grin.

"Life’s too short, man, let’s live for today,

Three blind mice, forever in play!"

So the cops says no, get out of the car,

You might be high as hell, but it stops right harr,

Step out slow, stick your hands in the air

The mice all grin, shut the door as they didn't care

Hit the gas, the tires rolled down smoke,

puff puff give, as they started to choke,

Three blind mice, with their dreams in the sky,

Rolling up laughter, let their spirits fly high.

But when they got pulled over, no need to be shy,

Talking junk to the cops, watch the time pass by.

So here’s to the trio, to the green and the glow,

Three blind mice, always ready to go.

With laughter and love, let the good times roll,

Smokin’, munchin’, and living whole.