Poisoned Seed - Alice Bag

There was a time this land could yield a fruitful bounty

And amber waves of grain could inspire a song

But the winds of change have blown

And things have gone terribly wrong

Dust from his hands scattered on the land

He had the harvest carefully planned

I’m not gonna water (the poisoned seed)

I’m not gonna water (the poisoned seed)

I’m not gonna water (the poisoned seed)

Flyin' on the breeze, spreadin' the disease

He’s gonna squeeze 'em til they bleed

I’m not gonna water (the poisoned seed)

I’m not gonna water (the poisoned seed)

I’m not gonna water the poisoned seed

I’d rather be up to my neck in weeds

Oh yeah those heirlooms were like gems

But now it’s coming to an end

I’m not gonna water (the poisoned seed)

I’m not gonna water (the poisoned seed)

I’m not gonna water (the poisoned seed)

Yeah we were blind, trusted in the science

Planted the crop and fell in line

I’m not gonna water (the poisoned seed)

I’m not gonna water (the poisoned seed)

I’m not gonna water (the poisoned seed)

I’d rather be to my neck in weeds

I’m not gonna water the poisoned seed