[Shaggy 2 The sun and sets on time every day of the year But sporadically the circles all through the history of known man Since fuckin' with the mystery of hedge Aliens, cults, witches lawn mowers, mind blowers Nobody knows for sure Bloody nose when I walk in the But I can them and I believe that I need them I'm runnin' through a wheat field, a ghost that loves circles Use it for portals and time And dance backwards, and chant with the people At the crop circle, I've come to know moon rays lighten up my new ways ? They mow them in two days, 100 from now we'll pay for that mishap With motherfucking hurricane bitch slapped
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J] This ball of mud we live on is alive You try to wipe its mouth, gonna wipe us out I lay in a field in the middle of the night Try to get my life right, pray for lights Set flames to the wheat rows during an And the spirits will come out, dance, you a glimpse They're like artists, connecting the in rare fashion Intricately placed with of white magic I'm running through the lit fields Following a little orb light it might reveal any secret Its dancing, and I can't up And I almost ran head first into a No compass will work, and I'm for answers Why the sands of my hour glass off backwards? Have I lost you, I've lost me too But if you're hiding in the crops I will come you
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J] 40,000 years ago, the stoning of a man His story written in the near Spokane In England the face of a dead shown Etched out a wheat uniquely woven
[Shaggy 2 Hieroglyphics, mathematical genius, predicting the orbital patterns of In the grass behind your wood barn designs drops seconds before dawn
J] Dead birds, scattered throughout the of art No explanation left by the shadows of Batteries drained of power in seconds I'm in the crop circle countin' my blessings
[Shaggy 2 And my heart, tho?, headaches, and were creeping And your nose will while you're sleepin'
J] Don't go near there, dare, be ware your like us, and don't care
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The crop circles are to me Circle something, circle The circles are talking to me Circle something, something Something solely just for me Circle something, something The crop are talking to me
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