02 May 2017 – Song: Marchin’ Mushroom Blues

The Mushroom Men are marchin’!
This time won’t be the same!
Don’t ask us “what’s our problem?” –
you got yourself to blame!

Turns out we’re sproutin’ up all over,
a crop you can’t contain.
We’re here to crack your concrete, sugar –
we’ve come to be your bane!

You locked us in your wet-tanks,
you kept the lights down low.
You fed us with your feces –
does it piss you off we grow?

Turns out we’re sproutin’ up all over,
a crop you can’t contain.
We’re here to crack your concrete, sugar –
we’ve come to be your bane!

You strut your halls of marble ,
you laughed behind our backs,
you never saw us comin’ –
here we are! Your heart-attack!

Turns out we’re sproutin’ up all over,
a crop you can’t contain.
We’re here to crack your concrete, sugar –
we’ve come to be your bane!

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