[Lyric] Potted Plan (Bubba)

[Verse]
We agree on equilibrium
A rising moon the setting sun
What’s said is done but I’ve been spoonfed dirt and mud
And I’ll have my plot of land and that plot’ll plot my plan
I’ll plant my plant in my plotted plot to pot my potted plant

[Bridge]
Oh the wind it blows and it blows and it blows
And the brush grows and it grows and it grows
And no one knows what I know, I know, I know
I am what I know and no one knows
Where I am trapped