Beasty 歌詞

From inside of the sea, a touch of the breeze Bread is for man, hay is for the beast Honey from a weed, for to make his mead Grown sweet, from the bitter sea He inhales the fragrance of the wilderness Poor man's [?] Scarlet to mars, bed of hay Driftwood dries for the evening fire How in the world did we get this far? Driving around in our motorcars Where in the world can we see the stars? Hollywood, Greece or Mars Onions for fish, a wish for a wish Bread is for man, hay is for beast Ever wine for his lunchtime Beans for soup from his garden green Weary feet after a day of heat Bed of hay, scarlet to mars Spine of the mountain, [?] green How in the world did we get this far? Driving around in our motorcars Where in the world can we see the stars? Hollywood, Greece or Mars From a side of the sea, touch of the breeze Bread is for man, hay is for the beast Honey from a weed, for to make his mead Grown sweet, from the bitter sea Bread is for man, hay is for the beast How in the world did we get this far? Driving around in our motorcars Where in the world can we see the stars? Hollywood, Greece or Mars How in the world did we get this far?