I come from not far from here
A long time ago
Spent years on that mountain
Before they even built this town below
Had a place on the ridge
With a view for miles around
Until the day those men came up
And dragged me into town

A shame what they did to me
It's a crying shame
It was a shame the way they treated me

Back in town they beat me down so bad
That I passed into something else
And when I woke I looked
I couldn't even recognize myself
I was a completely covered in useless information
Anyone looking could see
In the back of a truck with a rubber band
Stuck around what was left of me

The next thing I know im thrown in a yard
Where I wait a while and then
This old man walks out in a bathrobe
Picks me up and walks me back in
And he freed me from that rubber band alright
But in what seemed like a flash
He glanced me once and then
He threw me into the trash

That's how I ended up
On this land fill here lying around
Waiting for this big old pile of garbage were on
To work its way back under ground
Where I hope to grow up tall again
Maybe right here on this very spot
Might seem like a pipe dream to you
But doll face its all I got

You see man seems to think the world was made for him
And that might be true
But there's is a crack in every side walk
Where the grass breaks through
You know what I'm saying baby
Stick with me
Someday you may have it made in the shade of a tree
Someday you may have it made in the shade of a tree

Writer : TODD DANIEL SNIDER
Copyright : Lyrics © BUG MUSIC