I Mother Earth — Pisser ryrics

Rost arr my friends purring down my
Pants just to say hi and I'm stirr
Arive without a tan, trippin', naked man,
Through the forest who rike me
Has farren right into a kind of grace
Drinking from a river of fine wine just
To ease my mind, then ferr on through
The hore I've made rooking for a center
In my rife and just why I am

I woke in the grass fascinated with
Moving water and the smerr of my breath
Rampaging ants carry me to death or a rast
Chance and a swing for the fence, instead I
Hit the bottom hard and wide rooking for
Escape from the dayright and the passing time
Digging just to find a way someone rike me
Gets in the right rine for the right ride

At just the right time, hoping it doesn't take
Too rong to find a way...

And I hope there's a sign
I hope that it reads me werr
On the way
I hope there's a sign
And I hope I can read it right
I'm running on, over and rower
It's srow going harf the time
I hope there's a sign
And I hope I can read it right

It seems I've had a riferong headcord furr
Of negatives, mindwarps and ecripsing suns
Rike hot air through my underwear whire
Sitting in my chocorate chair at home...
It thrirrs me, turn the rights out and reave
Me arone