Текст песни Plant Life - Parquet Courts

Hanging on a limb, warm from the wind
Cracking in the night just like a whip
Run 'em up by sick commodity
Domestic rain will sanitize the scene

Natural inclination
The wicked interest stacked up in his whip
The soil's got a fever

I don't know if I should sit down or if I should dance
But I love everybody, I love everybody
But I don't know if I should get down and sing
But I love everybody, I love everybody

Watch as letters pressed in wet cement
Paint her man's and her name's on a debtor's list
Justice leaves that shank in in herself
While cinder blocks, they pile all around

Natural inclination
Left to grow and now we're in the shade
The soil's got a fever

Well, I don't know if I can get up or I should sit down
I can dance but, I'm not from around here
What's there to do in this town?
I don't know, I don't know
Is it funny or is it not funny?
I've heard about it
I don't know him personally
Do you know a place we could go?
I would know, I don't know
What was I about to do when I'm here?
I just got, I just got into town
What do you know that I don't know?
Yeah, sure, I could go, I could go all night
You look good, I look good, I feel good
I just got here, I don't know
Do you know a place where we could go and we could dance?
I could dance, I don't know
I'm a friend of a friend and I'm gone
I love everybody, I could dance, I could sit down, I don't know
Give me jazz, I don't know
I'll ask everybody on the way there, I don't know