Lyrics Pointless Yet Poignant Crisis Of A Co Ed

I'm not a leader, I’m not a left-wing rhetoric mobilizing force of one
But there was a time way back, many years ago in college, don't laugh
But I thought I was a radical, I ran the hemp Liberation Group with my boyfriend
It was true love, with a common cause, and besides that, he was a Sagittarius

We used to say that our love was like hemp rope, three times as strong as the rope that
you buy domestically
And we would bond in the face of oppression from big business and the deans
But I knew there was a problem, every time the group would meet everyone would light up
That made it difficult to discuss glaucoma and human rights, not to mention chemotherapy

Well sometimes, life gives us lessons sent in ridiculous packaging
And so I found him in the arms of a Student Against the Treacherous use of Fur
And he gave no apology, he just turned to me, stoned out to the edge of oblivion
He didn't pull up the sheets and I think he even smiled as he said to me
Well, I guess our dreams went up in smoke
And I said, No, our dreams went up in dreams, you stupid pothead
And another thing, what kind of a name is Students Against the Treacherous Use of Fur?
Fur is already dead, and besides, a name like that doesn't make a good acronym

I am older now, I know the rise and gradual fall of a daily victory
And I still write to my senators, saying they should legalize cannabis
And I should know, cause I am a horticulturist, I have a husband and two children out in
Lexington, Mass.
And my ex-boyfriend can't tell me I've sold out, because he's in a cult
And he's not allowed to talk to me