We're lunching luncheon with a racist old lady

foraged mosses, lichen, onion gravy

we're taking pot shots at low flying light aircraft

with silver pellets on the off-chance it's a werebat 

we're discussing metaphysics with bullocks

we're befriending muddy fields & winding streams

'cause we're livin' the countryside life

- yeah

we're livin' the countryside dream

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