Lyrics:
Hey uh Ellos tirando yo buscándome el flush Tienen dinero pero no está actitud Me la paso con colegas en el estu' Underbrush, por la kush llamaban
I'm not fucking on a plane, but I'm coming up Silhouetted, coming Coming out the underbrush Found a Franklin underneath my Seat crumpled up Feeling
The trees are wet with petrol And you want to change your mind There's fire in the underbrush And smoke up in your eyes Your love was like a comet
When you feel like you're not alone Who knows what lurks in the underbrush Who knows it won't make a sound Who knows what looks into the windows when
The way I feel It's like a dog that's been beaten And lord it makes me wonder If grace is a number Am I negative 12 I scream from the underbrush Lord
speak softly in your ear With nothing left to reach for With bruises on my brain With its last breath, the Underbrush is calling my name Guess it's unlike
(ha ha ha) I remember on the playground spittin' monkey bars The crowd would just fill up Pretty girl with the underbrush Warfare and we keep it gorilla
The underbrush, Forms a dress, When I kneel down with the pests Gargoyle, bramble, covered headstones, Rain-stained, sun-bleached bare toned I want
Lethargy Unlock the chains, release the flaws I shed my skin, unleash the sin Hate slithers through the underbrush Vines protrude from within They sprout,
By the ranks or single file Over ev'ry jungle mile Oh, we stamp and crush Through the underbrush In a military style In a military style Hup
mile Oh we stamp and crush Through the underbrush In the "miritelly" style In the military style To the rear, march! Hup! Two! Three! Four! Keep
every jungle mile Oh we stamp and crush Through the underbrush In a military style! In a military style! Hup 2, 3, 4 Keep it up 2, 3, 4
two, three, four by the ranks or single file over every jungle mile oh we stamp and crush through the underbrush [Junior:]in the miritally style in
a whole safari in an underbrush That isn't easy! Went over the Sahara on an old pair of skies I did some acrobatics on the high trapeze Look Man
every jungle mile Oh we stamp and crush Through the underbrush In a military style! In a military style! Hup 2, 3, 4 Keep it up 2, 3, 4
In the overgrowth Of the underbrush Shone a fossil tooth Which I must have dropped Very long ago Which reminded me How we wound up where we
I won't want for love Mistlethrush, Mistlethrush Lay me down in the underbrush My naked feet grow weary with the dusk Willow Boughs, Willow Boughs,
With giant strides And the woodsman failed to breech those Fangs in time So they dragged him through the underbrush Wearing three winter coats
out like a parachute Prisms in the dewdrops in the underbrush Skate case sailors' purses floating down in the black needle rush Higher than
of the woods!" Off in the shadows on darkest of nights There stands the heartless, his targets in sight Underbrush overgrown, death stays hidden Moss growth
like a parachute. prisms in the dew drops in the underbrush skatecase sailor's purses floating down in the black needlerush higher than the stars I will
the woods call you back The woods whisper off in wind In the underbrush under skin The earth crawling all the touch Back to the mouse Back to the snake
down to touch Off the wild flame that took all in its path and trampled the young underbrush Music shooed clouds away billowing anxieties are rolled
through the underbrush Oh the truth is sleeping in the marrow of the bones Oh the truth is seeping out from under what’s unknown Love may be blind but
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