Back Of Library Smells Like Weed by The Onion Lyrics
[Blake Randall]
Well, everyone in Pennington is talking about it
Something smells like weed in that back part of the library
[Kathy Johnson]
No one has located the source of the weed smell
But witnesses say it seems to come from that area
Of the library behind the computer desk between
The magazine rack and that weird couch
[Blake Randall]
Head librarian, Cookie Stevens and
Library volunteers, Margaret Mojour and Gale Fredricks
Were in the middle of discussing the upcoming used
Book-salaganza when thеy smelled something strangе
[Librarian Ladies: Gale Fredricks, Cookie Stevens and Margaret Mojour]
I smelled marijuana somewhere
And we’re like shocked! Yeah! And so Doug goes ‘Do you smell it?’
Well I thought it was my [?] that I left in the microwave
We could smell something funny like it was on fire
We thought it was cookies [?] on fire
And I couldn’t believe it was drugs in the library
Gale knew what it was
I guessed, it’s not like I’m Cheech and Chong or something
[Blake Randall]
Without anyway to confirm that smell was indeed weed,
Cookie Stevens called her husband, Sheriff Stevens
Who called in local ceramics teacher, Dutch Gibbs
Who lived in Seattle for a few months in the 70s
[Dutch Gibbs]
Yep, that’s weed
[Blake Randall]
Sheriff Stevens has begun compiling a list of potential suspects
Including that boy, Lance who has girl hair and hangs out down by the quarry,
Greg Framke, who was spotted this evening really going to town
On some potato skins at Steaky Jake’s Steakhouse and Mr. Thompson
Luckily, one young reading enthusiast seems [?] by the elicit smell
[Jared Holdbrook]
I- I hear a lot of people talking about it
I mean I don’t- I don’t smell anything
I mean, yeah- Yeah, I- I don’t smell anything
I really- really, really love the library
[Blake Randall]
The weed smell comes on the heels of last month’s discovery
Of a gigantic pair of women’s underpants in the children’s fiction section
According to Stevens, that case remains open as well
Well too bad it wasn’t meth, they could’ve just had you come and sniff it out huh, Kathy?
[Kathy Johnson]
Eat shit Randall, I’m in recovery
Well, everyone in Pennington is talking about it
Something smells like weed in that back part of the library
[Kathy Johnson]
No one has located the source of the weed smell
But witnesses say it seems to come from that area
Of the library behind the computer desk between
The magazine rack and that weird couch
[Blake Randall]
Head librarian, Cookie Stevens and
Library volunteers, Margaret Mojour and Gale Fredricks
Were in the middle of discussing the upcoming used
Book-salaganza when thеy smelled something strangе
[Librarian Ladies: Gale Fredricks, Cookie Stevens and Margaret Mojour]
I smelled marijuana somewhere
And we’re like shocked! Yeah! And so Doug goes ‘Do you smell it?’
Well I thought it was my [?] that I left in the microwave
We could smell something funny like it was on fire
We thought it was cookies [?] on fire
And I couldn’t believe it was drugs in the library
Gale knew what it was
I guessed, it’s not like I’m Cheech and Chong or something
[Blake Randall]
Without anyway to confirm that smell was indeed weed,
Cookie Stevens called her husband, Sheriff Stevens
Who called in local ceramics teacher, Dutch Gibbs
Who lived in Seattle for a few months in the 70s
[Dutch Gibbs]
Yep, that’s weed
[Blake Randall]
Sheriff Stevens has begun compiling a list of potential suspects
Including that boy, Lance who has girl hair and hangs out down by the quarry,
Greg Framke, who was spotted this evening really going to town
On some potato skins at Steaky Jake’s Steakhouse and Mr. Thompson
Luckily, one young reading enthusiast seems [?] by the elicit smell
[Jared Holdbrook]
I- I hear a lot of people talking about it
I mean I don’t- I don’t smell anything
I mean, yeah- Yeah, I- I don’t smell anything
I really- really, really love the library
[Blake Randall]
The weed smell comes on the heels of last month’s discovery
Of a gigantic pair of women’s underpants in the children’s fiction section
According to Stevens, that case remains open as well
Well too bad it wasn’t meth, they could’ve just had you come and sniff it out huh, Kathy?
[Kathy Johnson]
Eat shit Randall, I’m in recovery