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
Oversættelse: Screaming Trees. In The Forest.
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
my self. For the ones who loved me... ...will be happy to hate me Don't just stand there! My black tree withers Take me away to the forest of believes
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
's a concrete forest of course it is of course it is The lamp posts are the oak trees the street tops are the streams The natives all stay inside their
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
four-legged forest clouds The cowboy angel rides With his candle lit into the sun Though its glow is waxed in black All except when 'neath the trees
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
cloudforms of love by heart And have brought tears to the eye of a storm And my memory banks vaults of forests and amazon river banks And I've screamed
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
it back Once the truth has come out of your mouth So you tried to be honest But honesty blew it this time You should have lied If a tree falls inside of a forest
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
mangled body Up against a tree Like a hunched over scarecrow In a fetal position During torture Trussed up like a hog In the blackness of the forest Screamings
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
northern storm is guiding me To the forest Silently the night birds fly Their last scream, my eternal dirge Under the full moon, a funeral In the forest