Where the Walls are Made of Grass

歌詞

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.