Thresher's flail

Thresher's flail Lyrics

Still cornfields roasting you in the sun
I've never had this much fun
I've never had my own gun
Bring in the choir, give the kids a goddamn song
Look us in the center of our eye
And tell me when I'm going to die

Put on your snow boots
Meet us behind the biggest tree
Fix our broken limbs
And you'll make us be better people
Today we'll harvest corn
And every 3 seconds when a baby is born
We'll imagine their faces and the faces that they have worn

Still cornfields roasting you in the sun
I've never had this much fun
I've never had my own gun
Bring in the choir, give the kids a goddamn song
Look us in the center of our eye
And tell me when I am going to die