Carrot Cake

 

Heaven ain't far from here.
Finish without any fear.
Let your hair grow out, let you're mind blow out.
Put it in another gear.

Time to beat on conga drum.
Gather up all your crumbs.
Float the toxins away, sweat it out today.
Your blood needs a morning run.

(Chourus)
All the people on this earth living easy.
We're a soft, whining, selfish old bunch.
Tuesday morning listening to some ZZ.
Think I'm having carrot cake for lunch.

Here's the laughs and here's the sorrows.
The highs and the lows.
For this wonderful life, we pay the price.
And everybody knows.

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