Lyric discussion by derekgbolton 

put your hands where i can see fingerprint id haiti is the new orleans 21st in all its glory where bees can't find their hives like i can't drive without GPS whos pushin speaks for treats? kick jams lovers leavin wine bottles in streets well we could use a little more of mother nature's amative birds bees pollen seeds trees then they add an army recruiter who's down at the skate park tree house kissin fourteen 2am dark signs signs signs signs signs signs signs the corner spots got em' on page line bottoms where green peace kids drive cars to the spot to recite their lines to those who forgot well is it any wonder nobody gets no sleep? or that motherfuckers need permits to sing in the streets natives to bricks you won't even own the shit that soaks your kicks and the world is a buzzkill with your penniless down-trodden free will! well come and get a clear and fresh vision of some more of that something you've been looking for its in the sunshine planets earthbound moon's tidal influence to human falibility so if we never see the sky paint before she turns out the lights there's a chance when the hens tend to sing to the end of the night

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