[Verse 1]
They call me puppet Dave, but I'm the one who's real
Stitched up fabric, but I know how to feel
Sitting on the couch, fuzzy green and high
Watch the cotton smoke rising to the sky
Other Dave is working, staring at the screen
But I'm the puppet king of the herbal scene
Got a bag of weed and a tiny pipe
Slowing down the rhythm, getting everything right
[Chorus]
Real Dave is smoking, puppet Dave is chill
Living in the moment, standing super still
No strings attached when I'm in the zone
Just a little felt puppet on a herbal throne
Yeah, we rolling up, passing it around
Soft green fabric, heavy bass sound
[Verse 2]
People think I'm hollow, nothing in my head
But I'm thinking deep thoughts on this unmade bed
Is the hand inside me just a metaphor?
Or am I the one walking through the door?
Got the cotton mouth, need a juice box quick
Puppet life is easy, puppet life is slick
Weed in my lungs, stuffing in my chest
Real Dave and puppet Dave, we are the best
[Chorus]
Real Dave is smoking, puppet Dave is chill
Living in the moment, standing super still
No strings attached when I'm in the zone
Just a little felt puppet on a herbal throne
Yeah, we rolling up, passing it around
Soft green fabric, heavy bass sound
[Outro]
Just a puff for a puppet...
Keep it rolling.
Yeah...
[Fade Out]