With your head in a noose
And a grape on a knife
Found you some breakfast
Or adventuring eye
You smell trouble
Well, how should we get some sleep?
When the last of the whales
Dries dead below skies
Poems about poisonous
Berries and wine
Won't have the fire
Of nature burning up your sheet
You know, I wanna stink
So I feel alive
Unlearned perfection
A number of times
Driftwood un-refurbished
Sounds more like paradise to me
Oh, the stones will start talking
Bad weather's a sign
Hunters and robbers
That drip blood in full tide
A cornstalk told me
"Better run while the earth holds this heat"
And a grape on a knife
Found you some breakfast
Or adventuring eye
You smell trouble
Well, how should we get some sleep?
When the last of the whales
Dries dead below skies
Poems about poisonous
Berries and wine
Won't have the fire
Of nature burning up your sheet
You know, I wanna stink
So I feel alive
Unlearned perfection
A number of times
Driftwood un-refurbished
Sounds more like paradise to me
Oh, the stones will start talking
Bad weather's a sign
Hunters and robbers
That drip blood in full tide
A cornstalk told me
"Better run while the earth holds this heat"
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