This is the true story of the weeds the origin of the species. A story of cultivation, exploitation, civilization. Found flowering on wasteland unnoticed, unofficial, accidental. A cutting was taken but weeds do not thrive under hothouse conditions & wilt when in competition with more exotic strains. A charming naivety, very short flowering season; no sooner has the first blooming begun than decay sets in. Bring your camera, take photo of life on the margins. Offer money in exchange for sex & then get a taxi home. The story has always been the same A source of wonder due to their ability to thrive on poor quality soil offering very little nourishment Drinking 'Nurishment'. But weeds must be kept under strict control or they will destroy everything in their path. Growing wild, then harvested in their prime & passed around at dinner parties. Care for some weed? So natural, so wild, so unrefined & someone's gonna make a fortune one day If only they can market this stuff right. Come on: do your dance. Come on, do your funny little dance. Germination. Plantation. Exploitation. Civilization. A sensational buzz - zzzzzz. Crop rotation. Genetic modification. The creation of expectation. Ultimate frustration. This is the story of the weeds the origin of the species.
It's six o'clock, the birds are singing. I'm wide awake whilst you're still fast asleep. I went outside, into your garden. The sun was bright & the air was cool And as I stood there listening Well the birds in your garden they all started singing this song "Take her now. Don't be scared, it's alright. Oh, come on, touch her inside. It's a crime against nature she's been waiting all night. Come on, hold her, & kiss her & tell her you care If you wait 'til tomorrow she'll no longer be there. Come on & give it to her. You know it's now or never." Yeah, the birds in your garden have all started singing this song.
My father never told me about the birds & the bees. And I guess I never realised that I would ever meet birds as beautiful as these. I came inside, climbed to your bedroom. I kissed your eyes awake & then I did what I knew was only natural. And then the birds in your garden, they all started singing this song "Take her now. Don't be scared, it's alright. Oh, come on, touch her inside. It's a crime against nature she's been waiting all night. Come on, hold her, kiss her & tell her you care If you wait 'til tomorrow she'll no longer be there. Come on & give it to her. You know it's now or never." Yeah, the birds in your garden have all started singing this song. Yeah, the birds in your garden, they taught me the words to this song.
When you think you're treading water, but you're just learning how to drown. And a song comes on the radio telling you that "The Only Way is Down". You're out of luck, you're out of time, get out of here. Your lover just traded you in for the very same model but a much more recent year. It will not stop, it will get worse from day to day 'til you admit that you're a fuck-up; like the rest of us. Oh, that's the time you fall apart . That's the time the teardrops start that's the time you fall in love again. Yeah, that's the time you fall in love again. The recreational pursuits that made you shine have worn you thin. And it's oh so fine getting out of your mind as long as you can find your way back in. You want someone to screw your brains out I'd say they're running out of time they'd only go & cut themselves on the daggers of your mind. This is your future. This is the sentence you must serve 'til you admit that you're a fuck-up like the rest of us. Oh, that's the time you fall apart. That's the time the teardrops start that's the time you fall in love again. When you've had enough, when you've had too much, when you got knocked down & you never got up. That's the time you fall in love again. Oh, when you walked into the room I could not breathe, I could not speak. Please could I hide myself inside you? As far inside as it's possible to be. Can you assist me? I could not make it on my own. Can I give you all the love I have? It's not much but I'll try & raise a loan. I have no pride left, no, no there is nothing I'm trying to prove No, I am a fuck-up; just the same as you. Oh, I guess this is where I fall apart And I guess this is where the teardrops start but I don't care 'cos I just fell in love again. And I'd had enough - well, far too much I just fell down, could you please help me up? "Cos if you help me maybe I could fall in love again. Na na na.
