Lyrics

Concrete burns the street So I'm grass stains on the feet And the dandelions taste like Memories of my old street Nothing like trekking the rubble Makes me feel like Christopher Robin Would you trade for that piece of bread that's on your plate? And I think that Loader's good, but Rice is great Denver says that "Everything should just go. Everything should stay here." And I wonder if I should save my money or spend it all on beer Pretty pretty little face by the river Jump in and get what you deserve Cool your temper Hooray for Lia! She plants the seeds! She chokes the weeds and She walks the shovel really nicely Whoaaa, yeah!