[Shaggy 2 The sun rises and sets on every day of the year But sporadically the appear Baffling all the history of known man Since fuckin' with the of stone hedge Aliens, cults, witches lawn mowers, mind blowers Nobody knows what for Bloody nose when I walk in the But I can read them and I that I need them I'm runnin' through a wheat field, chasin' a ghost that circles Use it for portals and time And dance backwards, and chant with the crow At the crop circle, I've come to people Under moon rays up my new ways ? They mow them in two days, 100 from now we'll pay for that mishap With another hurricane bitch slapped
The crop circles are to me Circle something, something The crop are talking to me Circle something, something Something solely just for me Circle something, circle The crop are talking to me something, circle something
J] This of mud that we live on is alive You try to its mouth, it's gonna wipe us out I lay in a field alone in the of the night Try to get my life right, for bright lights Set flames to the wheat during an eclipse And the spirits will out, dance, catch you a glimpse They're like artists, connecting the stars in rare Intricately with secrets of white magic I'm through the moon lit fields Following a little orb light it might reveal any secret Its dancing, and I catch up And I almost ran first into a truck No compass work, and I'm lookin' for answers Why the sands of my hour glass fall off Have I you, cause I've lost me too But if you're hiding in the I will come find you
The circles are talking to me Circle something, circle The crop circles are to me Circle something, something Something solely just for me something, circle something The crop circles are to me Circle something, circle
J] 40,000 ago, the stoning of a young man His story written in the near Spokane In the face of a dead woman shown out a wheat field uniquely woven
[Shaggy 2 Hieroglyphics, mathematical genius, the orbital patterns of Venus In the grass behind your wood barn Complex designs drops before dawn
J] Dead birds, scattered the patterns of art No explanation left by the of dark Batteries drained of they power in I'm layin' in the crop circle my blessings
2 Dope] And my heart, tho?, headaches, and were creeping And your nose will bleed while sleepin'
J] Don't go near there, don't dare, be Unless your us, and don't care
The crop circles are to me Circle something, something The circles are talking to me Circle something, circle Something solely meant for me Circle something, something The crop are talking to me Circle something, circle
The circles are talking to me Circle something, something The crop are talking to me Circle something, something Something meant just for me Circle something, something The circles are talking to me
[Shaggy 2 Hey baby come on over here and have a seat you know I'm glad I got you to the house This is nice [Shaggy 2 Yeah, oh damn, I gotta check this message you know I've been filln' out all around the city you trying to get a job [Girl] worry about it baby [Shaggy 2 Dope] I'll handle [Message] What the fucks your problem asshole im fucking over here, I need fucking money [Shaggy 2 Oh, shit [Girl] Who the was that?