Music: Albinson/Esbensen
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Lyrics: Esbensen
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Once we squatted, lost, on slaughtered lands
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Choking alone on the dusty, dead desert sands
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Then we learned we could all disobey
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And watch your regulations wilt away
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We spread the seed of bloom and birth
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As all around us dies
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Forsake the face of barren earth
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And look to fertile eyes
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Now the soil moistens each event
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Drunk with the lushest leaves that ever went
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Feasting on pieces of the sun till it sets
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In this amazing maze we hedge our bets
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And stand and swear a solemn oath
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To spend our summer sprawl
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Overrun by overgrowth
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And underneath it all
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Can't we all just get a lawn
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And let it live its life, watch it grow?
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Across the sand our line is drawn
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And we're not gonna take any mow
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Can't we all just get a lawn
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And let it live its life, watch it grow
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Before the day the grass is gone?
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'Cause we're not gonna take any mow
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We used to break our banks and backs
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To make our lawns look nice
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Now we lounge and we relax
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Not even looking twice
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No more lawns for you to lynch
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Our gardens on their guard
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At your feet, inch by inch
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And spreading yard by yard
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Get a Lawn
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