Текст песни Pulp - Weeds II (The Origin Of The Species), слова песни Pulp

Текст песни Pulp - Weeds II (The Origin Of The Species)

Pulp - Weeds II (The Origin Of The Species) слова песни

This is the true story of the weeds: the origin of the species.
A story of cultivation, exploitation, civilization.
Found flowering on wasteland unnoticed, unofficial, accidental.
A cutting was taken but weeds do not thrive under hothouse conditions
& wilt when in competition with more exotic strains.
A charming naivety, very short flowering season;
no sooner has the first blooming begun than decay sets in.
Bring your camera, take photo of life on the margins.
Offer money in exchange for sex & then get a taxi home.
The story has always been the same
A source of wonder due to their ability to thrive on poor quality
soil offering very little nourishment
Drinking `Nurishment`.
But weeds must be kept under strict control or they will destroy
everything in their path.
Growing wild, then harvested in their prime & passed around at
dinner parties.
Care for some weed?
So natural, so wild, so unrefined & someone`s gonna make a fortune one day
If only they can market this stuff right.
Come on: do your dance.
Come on, do your funny little dance.
Germination. Plantation. Exploitation. Civilization.
A sensational buzz - zzzzzz.
Crop rotation. Genetic modification. The creation of expectation.
Ultimate frustration.
This is the story of the weeds: the origin of the species.

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Weeds II (The Origin Of The Species)

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