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Passing fruit from tree to tree Sucking on our separate leaves You are you, and I am me Talk about this freedom thing Then they get the cops around Stressing about crumbs of weed Like stems and seeds Going to sit in a cave and eat goat cheese Heard about the scary men Found them under my stair again Creeping into my lair, and they crawl along my branch Then they come and chain my hands Computer bugs and virus men They're out there and inventing them For all of us, it's irrelevant as living goes Got berries, got sticks and beans No hardware, no hard VR Got software, got sugar jar Going to sit in a cave and eat goat cheese Got berries, got sticks and beans No hardware, no hard VR Got software, got sugar jar Got berries, got sticks and beans No hardware, no hard VR Got software, got sugar jar