Nettles
The Pica Beats
GENRE [Verse 1]
Let us know that truth is just spin
But what now is the critter's sin
Or better yet, what kind of money
Am I owed
And we know that the battle's been won
Not on the moon or the surface of sun
But under feet where the zebras run
And they row
[Chorus]
So the shadows shut with the metals
And all the fires are out
Burn the nettles in god's deep kettles
Until all the fires are out
[Verse 2]
Let us pray that the cay is [?]
At the edge of the gaping maw
Because we know that the eggs and the rusted
Are in code
And at defeat of the fairest game
A small body with a human brain
And [?] lied as the [?] is light
Are a [?]
[Chorus]
So the shadows shut with the metals
And all the fires are out
Burn the nettles in god's deep kettles
Until all the fires are out
So the shadows shut with the metals
And all the fires are out
Burn the nettles in god's deep kettles
Until all the fires are out
Let us know that truth is just spin
But what now is the critter's sin
Or better yet, what kind of money
Am I owed
And we know that the battle's been won
Not on the moon or the surface of sun
But under feet where the zebras run
And they row
[Chorus]
So the shadows shut with the metals
And all the fires are out
Burn the nettles in god's deep kettles
Until all the fires are out
[Verse 2]
Let us pray that the cay is [?]
At the edge of the gaping maw
Because we know that the eggs and the rusted
Are in code
And at defeat of the fairest game
A small body with a human brain
And [?] lied as the [?] is light
Are a [?]
[Chorus]
So the shadows shut with the metals
And all the fires are out
Burn the nettles in god's deep kettles
Until all the fires are out
So the shadows shut with the metals
And all the fires are out
Burn the nettles in god's deep kettles
Until all the fires are out
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