Don't pull your hair out, pull it all it out you're
Shaking like a cold kachina
There's then a greedy chance to eat a picnic made for you and me
I stumble out of doors that grate and knew some men where birds did play and
They left their fingers and yours I'm taking
I rave about a song I'm making
Your hand fits well in my weathered pocket
But you're holed all up from tops of your socks and
If I get hungry I'll dig into the apples till you
Smack my hand and I lay off of those apples
And on the piss they lay on blankets
Kids and kites that look like tanks and
The ranks of tannerrs are slowly fading to
Whitebacks out from the winter shading
A little boy looking saw us kissing
He said, "Dirty people!" Then he runs and cries and laughs
Now his mom knows and she keeps smiling
Pour the second for a real good time
So don't pull your hair out don't pull it all out you're
Shaking like a cold kachina
There's then a greedy chance to eat a picnic made for you and me
Don't pull your hair out don't pull it all out you're
Shaking like a cold kachina
There's then a greedy chance to eat a picnic made for you and me

Officer please let us know if we were offending anyone
We were trying to have fun
We were just politely drinking
Officer please let us know we weren't trying to hurt anyone
We were trying to have fun
Trying to eat our cakes and buns
Officer please let us know we weren't trying to hurt anyone
We were just politely drinking
We were trying to have fun
Officer please let us know if we were offending anyone
We were just politely drinking
Trying to eat our cakes and buns

Oh cause each day I shred out
Each day I need to spread out
And I got fed out
On streets I'm one to spray
Oh each day I shred out
Each day I need to spread out
I got fed out
On streets I'm one to spray
Oh each I day I shred out
Each day I need to spread out
I got fed out
On streets I'm one to spray

So is anybody looking anymore in the wheat fields
Is anybody talking anymore in the wheat fields
Is anybody walking anymore in the wheat fields
Is anybody stomping anymore in the wheat fields
Is anybody walking anymore in the wheat fields
Anybody stomping anymore in the wheat fields


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