
Green Grass and Gray Skin
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- 1960s
- garage rock
- acid rock
- psychedelic rock
- storytelling
- energetic
- blues rock
Lyrics
Verse 1
Gas mask tight
Fog is rolling thick and white
I found a spot behind the wall
Where the giants look real small
Stashed my pack in the grass
While the rotting ghouls just pass
Striking a match to a paper end
Waiting for the paranoia to bend
Pre-Chorus
Cloud in my lungs
Silent songs on the tip of tongues
They are clawing at the pine
I am feeling just fine
Chorus
Staring down the dead through a emerald haze
Life is moving slow in a jagged maze
Walking through the yard while I'm drifting away
Maybe I can hide
Maybe I can stay
Holding on to the ghost of a high tonight
Verse 2
Groaning coming from the street
Stumbling legs and heavy feet
The neighbors got a different look
Just like monsters in a book
Blue smoke rises from the bowl
Deep inside my heavy soul
Safety is a locked steel latch
Mixed with every lucky batch
Pre-Chorus
Cloud in my lungs
Silent songs on the tip of tongues
They are clawing at the pine
I am feeling just fine
Chorus
Staring down the dead through a emerald haze
Life is moving slow in a jagged maze
Walking through the yard while I'm drifting away
Maybe I can hide
Maybe I can stay
Holding on to the ghost of a high tonight
Bridge
Mind is soaring
Brain is roaring
Eyes are pouring
The red sun is rising
The horde is surprising
The dream is capsizing
But the leaf makes it sweet
Chorus
Staring down the dead through a emerald haze
Life is moving slow in a jagged maze
Walking through the yard while I'm drifting away
Maybe I can hide
Maybe I can stay
Holding on to the ghost of a high tonight
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