Of Mites and Men

Lyrics
[Verse 1] My heart is not clean Your table is green To collect my things The harvest of every man Is in the can [Verse 2] In a single city, a strand in your hand Where all your men Live to study you And eat you where you live Get down
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Credits
- Writers
- Robert Pollard