Текст песни Kick a Picnic - The Residents
Afterwards,
it's
like
a
dream
You
can't
remember
but
it
seems
To
stay
alive
inside
your
mind
And
pray
upon
your
leisure
time
It
happens
in
an
open
spot
The
air
is
sticky
and
it's
hot
First
they
take
away
our
clothes
Then
they
lay
us
down
in
rows
A
cloud
appears
and
melts
away
The
flesh
of
some
while
others
stay
Machines
that
look
like
little
cars
Consume
the
bones
and
count
the
scars
Kick
a
cat,
a
cat,
a
cat
today
Fish
are
dumb,
pluck
an
eye
from
one
Is
everybody
ready
for
the
picnic
in
the
jungle?
Is
everybody
ready
for
the
picnic
in
the
jungle?
Is
everybody
ready
for
the
picnic
in
the
jungle?
Is
everybody
ready
for
the
picnic
in
the
jungle?
We're
in
a
place
that
no
one
knows
We
are
prisoners
of
those
No
one
sees
and
no
one
hears
But
everybody
hates
and
fears
Every
day
they
leave
a
tray
And
take
an
empty
one
away
On
that
tray
are
chicken
legs
Potato
salad
and
some
eggs
Is
everybody
ready
for
the
picnic
in
the
jungle?
Is
everybody
ready
for
the
picnic
in
the
jungle?
Is
everybody
ready
for
the
picnic
in
the
jungle?
Is
everybody
ready
for
the
picnic
in
the
jungle?
Is
everybody
ready
for
the
picnic
in
the
jungle?
Is
everybody
ready
for
the
picnic
in
the
jungle?
Is
everybody
ready
for
the
picnic
in
the
jungle?
Is
everybody
ready
for
the
picnic
in
the
jungle?
Is
everybody
ready
for
the
picnic
in
the
jungle?
Is
everybody
ready
for
the
picnic
in
the
jungle?
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