Harvest Vundabar
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[Verse 1]
There's nothing that's poetic about a bedsore
Stasis is damage
I cleaned the bowl of fruit I brought
It sat 'til it turned to food for flies
See how they dine on trials awry
[Pre-Chorus]
But later I came over
The house smelt heavy
You said to me
[Chorus]
"I don't ever wanna be
Contest, harvest
Let me rot in the field, set the seed
I don't ever wanna be
Contest, harvest
Let the moss, let it grow over me"
[Verse 2]
You brought that dog up, could you put it down?
You found out
Too much to hear so ear gave in
Then on the following Sunday the Devil rose out
But he came back
He dresses like a businessman
There's nothing that's poetic about a bedsore
Stasis is damage
I cleaned the bowl of fruit I brought
It sat 'til it turned to food for flies
See how they dine on trials awry
[Pre-Chorus]
But later I came over
The house smelt heavy
You said to me
[Chorus]
"I don't ever wanna be
Contest, harvest
Let me rot in the field, set the seed
I don't ever wanna be
Contest, harvest
Let the moss, let it grow over me"
[Verse 2]
You brought that dog up, could you put it down?
You found out
Too much to hear so ear gave in
Then on the following Sunday the Devil rose out
But he came back
He dresses like a businessman
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