here's a song that i wrote about trees, and their evil ways:
they say all the oaks have a disease and
some people think we're going to kill all the trees
it's the lichen floating in the breeze
nature's influenca wheeze
yes it's nature's influenza wheeze
so the town is in a lichen scare
but to tell you the truth, i do not care!'
no no, i do not care!
i want the trees to dissapear
they are not fantastic like a dream come true
more like a horrific giant, or someone barfing in your shoe
hey, hippie people:
nature's got its own agenda
to take over the world
and kill all uh yer friendsa
no no no
it's not a friendly thing
no no no
no more trees
no no no
i skinned my knees
non oi oi!
when i was a little boy
my friends told me to climb way high
to look at the stars and maybe say hi to a little animal that i might find
i walked out on a branch to get away from its trunk
i stepped in some bird shit
and it threw me in a funk
fallin' fallin' off
fallin' fallin' off
landin in some moss, oh the tree did scoff
yes indeedy it scoffed
believe me okay, i heard it scoff
and you know my friends all ran
singing and banging pots and pans
they're crazy things
friends
and now i know
that i will go
into trees no more
i'll just crawl on the ground
like a little basset hound
not able to climb trees with my tiny tiny feet
oak, pine, birch or beech,
oak, pine, birch or beech,
how can i love you
when all you do is defeat?
i think i should make a concept album; the concept? trees. more specificly, hating them. really awful people will be my biggest fans