Butterflies flutter and
Birds glide across the sky
Bugs crawl in the gutters, and
People like to tell lies.

Flowers bloom in the brush,
Rodents looking for rye,
I'm here for the head rush, so
**** it I'm getting high.

Ants busy building hills
Sly foxes stalking prey
Cooped up in the city, man
Seeking out the next way.

Chickens pick at the ground
Cows graze in the pastures,
People get ****** up in town
Waiting for their rapture.