John Gay - Crops On The Wind Lyrics

Come on by
The third rock on the right
We'll build a fire
Stay for the night
Pass around
The whiskey in the bottle
And light up
Another big fat one and cry
Cause you know what it's like on this side
It's like crops on the wind
Crops on the wind
Crops on the wind
Crops on the wind
What were you hoping to find?
Are you trapped inside
Your mind?
When your back side
Is already broken
And the last lie
Is already spoken
And you laid by
All of your crops on the wind
And you say life
Is all that you made it
But your love light
Is already faded
And you can't find
Anyone to carry you home
It's just crops on the wind
Crops on the wind
Crops on the wind
In the morning
Your dog is ticking your toes
And the frost is nipping your nose
Where did everyone go?
Dry your eyes
And lace up your boots one more time
Cause the smoke cleared the scene of the crime
Was it all mine
Or just crops on the wind
Crops on the wind
Crops on the wind
Crops on the wind
What were you hoping to find?
Are you trapped inside
Your mind?
When your back side
Is already broken
And the last lie
Is already spoken
And you laid by
All of your crops on the wind
And you say life
Is all that you made it
But your love light
Is already faded
And you can't find
Anyone to carry you home
It's just crops on the wind
Crops on the wind
Crops on the wind
Crops on the wind