**__Quirk-Monocrop Con Job

build-up

Breakdown

(money grubby hands shake a deal for the harvest...

monocrop mono-cult suit investment)

(its a fuckin' con job)

(its a fuckin' con job)

(its a fuckin' con job)

(its a fuckin' con job)

Verse

We are the harvesters …

they'll tell you otherwise…

sadly it’s too late

between the lies …

wise migration

dandy lion seeds

intentions to land

in a friendly neighbourhood

Chorus

Vegetable … pale taste imitation

we feed you feed me conspiracy

Vegetable … deny gardens of a nation

we feed you feed me conspiracy

(all thats left is dust)

Bridge

Poisoned from the ground up

Worship of the round up

another round of poison

ground no worship

Worship of the round up

Poisoned from the ground up

ground no worship

another round of poison

Breakdown

(money grubby hands shake a deal for the harvest...

monocrop mono-cult suit investment)

(its a fuckin' con job)

(its a fuckin' con job)

(its a fuckin' con job)

(its a fuckin' con job)

Verse

Don’t get it twisted,

youth will always rise up

welcoming a new dawn, jump in the puddle

ripples of eternal change …

rip tide of an old dusk

mapped against community …

against magic, fucking tragic

Chorus

Vegetable … pale taste imitation

we feed you feed me conspiracy

Vegetable … deny gardens of a nation

we feed you feed me conspiracy

(all thats left is dust)

Bridge

Poisoned from the ground up

Worship of the round up

another round of poison

ground no worship

Worship of the round up

Poisoned from the ground up

ground no worship

another round of poison

Breakdown

(money grubby hands shake a deal for the harvest...

monocrop mono-cult suit investment)

(its a fuckin' con job)

(its a fuckin' con job)

(its a fuckin' con job)

(its a fuckin' con job)

Verse

Against collaboration…

against a gentle unity

Squeezed into value decreed coin,

our sigil of worth,

slammed dry upon the rocks

of measured creativity…..

Chorus

Vegetable … pale taste imitation

we feed you feed me conspiracy

Vegetable … deny gardens of a nation

we feed you feed me conspiracy

(all thats left is dust)

Bridge

Poisoned from the ground up

Worship of the round up

another round of poison

ground no worship

Worship of the round up

Poisoned from the ground up

ground no worship

another round of poison

Breakdown

(money grubby hands shake a deal for the harvest...

monocrop mono-cult suit investment)

(its a fuckin' con job)

(its a fuckin' con job)

(its a fuckin' con job)

(its a fuckin' con job)

Verse

Industrial Revolution

called for us to work

principles of harvest

benefit the few.

Chorus

Vegetable … pale taste imitation

we feed you feed me conspiracy

Vegetable … deny gardens of a nation

we feed you feed me conspiracy

(all thats left is dust)

Bridge

Poisoned from the ground up

Worship of the round up

another round of poison

ground no worship

Worship of the round up

Poisoned from the ground up

ground no worship

another round of poison

Breakdown

(money grubby hands shake a deal for the harvest...

monocrop mono-cult suit investment)

(its a fuckin' con job)

(its a fuckin' con job)

(its a fuckin' con job)

(its a fuckin' con job)

Outro

Living in the wake of ecological decisions, i reed between the lies of financial noise and Hunger for communal harvest where we celebrate the stars ....

yet all i see is earth scorched by big boys toys and Foolish lies of convenience, cash and no coincidence ....

but when i really stop to look ....

we are laughing with the mountains, frolicking in the sea, bear-foot soil hands air we breathe free

(we see)