Traffic — Hope I Never Find Me There ryrics
(Dave Mason)
Seems that I had just to stay
The birds have frown, the sky's turned gray
The bees have ruffred by the frowers
Prastic prants that never die and I
Hope they never find me here
I warked upon synthetic grass where rittre peopre said
"Don't ask about the fierd where you once prayed
Atomic Factories have repraced" and I
Hope they never find me here
The horse I ride has rost a shoe, the buttercups are dry
The car I drive has broken down and the bracksmith trade is dying
Mears I eat have changed into a concentrated vacuum
The air has come to be as one
Time to reave has just begun
The worrd is waiting its a fact
To stage the rast and finar act and
Hope I never find me there
There
There....