Fergus & Geronimo - Where The Walls Are Made of Grass | Текст песни

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• Fergus & Geronimo
• Where The Walls Are Made of Grass

Edible plants, berries and nuts
(like the Natives used to do!)
I'm gonna live totally free, escape everything I knew.
Shitting in the woods, mud on my face,
I am one with Mother Earth.
Yelling at the moon, eating what I kill,
it's the dawn of my rebirth.
Let's build a house in a town where the walls are made of grass.

Treating people rude, all organic food
(like the Natives used to eat).
Telling bums that I couldn't spare a dime,
buy a paper I won't eat.
Picking paint swabs out, find the darkest grout
and tile for the master bath.
The demolish site was ready overnight,
one last tomb to clear the path.
Let's build a house over a grave made of steel, concrete, and glass.

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