Lyrics
The grass is never greener
Than the jungles we all hide in
BBQs and family trees
Open spaces to get high in
I love to lay about
With my eyes hidden from the sun
I love to lay about
Trading dreams of hope for fun
Last line of defence
Only space to exist
Error of our times
No love that persists
Faded memories
Feeling jaded from the insights
Didn’t do shit today
Can’t complain but that’s alright
Money grows from greed
Profit plants the seed
Real estate to seal our fates
And take our choice with ease
Run
Last line of defence
Only place to insist
In justice for the crimes
Of no love that persists
Electing empty seats
People in defeat
Robber barons feast
While our rights are in retreat
Where do we go
When the grass has turned to glass
Where do we go
When democracy’s a joke
I love to lay about
With my eyes hidden from the sun
I love to lay about
Trading dreams of hope for fun