Lletres:
Screaming Trees In The Forest

me I wanna live in the forest baby Not a lot of miles to take me Out here to the forest baby, yeah Well come on out into my forest Out here they're

mighty fine jelly bean and pickle sandwich For what it's worth Then one day Al was in the forest, trying to get a tan When he heard the tortured screaming

see it, chyo Animated actors that become ya toys Once you see it, don't believe, chyo Aiyo, my wiz play the flute, I stroll through the forest like Peace, pussies, trees

clips Sell sand to the beach, fuzz to a peach Get double for each, sell lips to a leach I can sell Buffy some ass, sell a bum some trash Sell trees in a forest

There is unrest in the forest There is trouble with the trees For the maples want more sunlight And the oaks ignore their pleas The trouble with the

would not sing and the sun could not shine The forest lay dirty and blackened with grime Now down in the forest a young man went riding He passed by the great tree

and be tagged? Would they refuse to surrender, refuse to be gagged? If the trees had a mother and a father like mine Would they stand up say praise the trees? The trees

The trees and the forests!" And we keep on paying those freaks on the TV, Who claim they will save us but want to enslave us. And sweating like demons they scream

voiced touched My ears with love and care I continued the path And stepped inside the forest Still hearing the whisper: "Come closer to me..." But suddenly the beautiful trees