Resin...you stick to my fingers But you get me high and you get me by So, I figure... Resin...you burn from black to white. But you last me long, when all my weed is gone So, I figure.. I think I will keep you around In case my weed supply is down. But if I really want to get all fuckin' stoned Then I gotta mix you with the BKF. Now I know what to do when Mary is gone Just hook up with her invisible friend Resin Heaven...the smell of your hair lingers But you stay all night, even when we fight So, I figure...