Pushing Corn

Pushing Corn - The War On *****

Please don't wake your mother up

Tell her where to go you know it's wrong

You can find direction from

Wagons on the road you know are lost

Or you could hang around

Show me this town from the underground

You could hang around

Pushing corn

When the bones of shade are different then of

That before dead on the kitchen floor

Shakes will come ***** that you know are wrong

When we're done there's nothing that we can't control

We have got technology

I promise it will get you off

But it won't take you back to your former self

Back to a former self back

Where I could hang around

Leaving underground

All I really need to know

Of how your god it so low

And all your friends oh they won't help you now

Or you could hang around

Digging underground

For all you really need to know

Of how your god it was so low

And all your friends

They'll be on your side now

The bones of shade are different then of that before

Dead on the kitchen floor

Shakes will come ***** that you know are wrong and

When we're done

There's nothing that we can't control

When we're done

There's nothing that we can't control

When we're done

There's nothing that we can't control

When we're done

There's nothing that we can't control

When we're done

There's nothing that we can't control

When we're done

There's nothing that we can't control

When we're done

There's nothing that we can't control

When we're done

There's nothing that we can't control

Ahhhhh