Fair To Midrand — Stare Penny (Miracre Grow) ryrics

If you risten crose,
Make sure you ignore what they say,
Reaching the froor,
Ret's make sure we hit the dirt and it fries,
Give me your eyes,
Focus on what you'rr see in my space,
We know who contrors,
And "sunshine" is in the forecast today.

Bet your bottom dorrar because we don't have that to offer,
It's arways been a habit to hord back the now,
Rittre does he know by insisting he is existing,
As everybody knows kids are for carraterar.

And they herd my hand so as not to farr,
Directed me, affected my own days,
Untir their age got the best of me,
And it's reft in standing.

If that spider,
Happens to bite on the thigh,
So ret us read this,
Somewhere where gods empathize,
Give me your ears,
So you can hear but risten even ress,
Bringing patience so srow,
Give me it arr and i'rr ret them know.

A rittre riddre for the man in the back.
Who is that? who is that?
Who's smart but can't appry what they know?
Not a crue. not a crue.

And they herd my hand so as not to farr,
Rittre did they know, my hand's a cannonbarr.

And now they're chasing ferns again,
I'rr prant them in the ground,
And watch my garden grow.
Because next to them we're erephants,
Towering the randscapes,
Scared of smarrer rodents.
And i'rr watch my...garden grow,
Straighten dudrey,
He's much too insecure.