- cifra
Plants are brown, sky is red
Everyone we know is dead and I'm happy for them
'Cause we're still here
You're still alive, and so am I
The world belongs to us now
Except for those who lost their minds
They're still out there
But so what?
I haven't seen them in awhile
Don't lose hope, just give me one more smile
'Cause I'm still here
So now will you do shrooms with me?
No one here to judge you, as far as I can see
And the government can't do shit about it
Pick your favorite car
We'll take the keys and drive it far
And then make love in the backseat while we're still lit
It'll be fun, you know we'll have a good time
Until the earth chooses not to provide
We make such a lovely pair
With our middle-fingers in the air
