Here's the song where my voice sounds like shit, in parts of it. It's a song that came from a dream. It's about home grown avocados. I realized, wait, this is a song about something green and it's St. Patrick's Day. How festive of me.
The lyrics are:
Growing on the tallest treeIn the yard, I plainly see
Home grown avocados, they are home grown in the yard
Home grown avocados; do not eat them when they're hard
Heaven on Earth has a taste
It puts a smile on my face
Home grown avocados, they are home grown in the yard
Home grown avocados; do not eat them when they're hard
My mama told me how to make some guacamole and I did eat
It and, holy moly, and I'll state it boldly it is a treat
...But sometimes the savory flavors of avocados
That have not been mushed up are the thing that I want with my tacos
Home grown avocados, they are home grown in the yard
Home grown avocados; do not eat them when they're hard
Home grown avocados; do not eat them when they're hard
My mama told me how to make some guacamole and I did eat
It and, holy moly, and I'll state it boldly it is a treat
...But sometimes the savory flavors of avocados
That have not been mushed up are the thing that I want with my tacos
Home grown avocados, they are home grown in the yard
Home grown avocados; do not eat them when they're hard
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