A weird little ditty about the conflict between nature and technology. The first time my lyrics were more important than my music.

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If you forget what Mother told you
I can take you down the alley of despair
down the street from mayhem and confusion
the pretty white flowers grow there

city flower, rare and sweet
succulent and good to eat
city flower, grows downtown
silently, it makes a sound

if you forget what Mother told you
I'll take you in my arms on the last day
all our past lives smashing around us
gutterblossoms open come what may

city flower, rare and sweet
succulent and good to eat
city flower, grows downtown
silently, it makes a sound

you have forgotten what I told you
my army's moving for the kill
I'm the one who engineered this city
I'm the one who built this muted hell
(.....)
I'm the one who makes thepills I swallow
who plants the seeds under cement veils
I'm the one with roots that drink to deeply
of the water beneath the ancient hill

city flower, rare and sweet
succulent and good to eat
city flower, grows downtown
silently, it makes a sound
yeah

(do you want me to stop?)
(yes!)
(now?)