Текст песни:
Sycamore trees blowing green in the distance
She sucked on her thumb in her beautiful jail
A sentence to serve as her dynasty close up
Inside her balloon
Salty Maureen had a bun in the oven
The daughters of charity let out a sigh
As she suffered they pleaded for mercy she needed
The long time ago
Long time ago in the greenest cypress groves
We were beaming golden glow
Ohio heat sweet as sugar from a beet
Sleek as foxes in the street, evolution seemed complete
Day after day and hour upon hour
She counted the seconds till she could no more
And she climbed through the window and lowered herself
With some sheets all tied up
Ran through the fields till the ocean got closer
Found a deserted and rusty old boat
As she fled for her life she did capsize and die
Such a long time ago
A long time ago in the greenest cypress groves
We were beaming golden glow
Ohio heat sweet as sugar from a beet
Sleek as foxes in the street, evolution seemed complete
Ohio heat sweet as sugar from a beet
Sleek as foxes in the street, evolution seemed complete
Ohio heat blowing bubblegums discreet
Now there's flowers on the street
Where she smoked and skipped her feet
From time to time on the flying tiger line
She appears in my sleep when my dreams are lucid deep
Ohio heat sweet as sugar from a beet
Sleek as foxes in the street, evolution seemed complete
Ohio heat, Ohio heat
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