Once We Squatted, Lost, On Slaughtered Lands
Choking Alone On The Dusty, Dead Desert Sands
Then We Learned We Could All Disobey
And Watch Your Regulations Wilt Away

We Spread The Seed Of Bloom And Birth
As All Around Us Dies
Forsake The Face Of Barren Earth
And Look To Fertile Eyes

Now The Soil Moistens Each Event
Drunk With The Lushest Leaves That Ever Went
Feasting On Pieces Of The Sun Till It Sets
In This Amazing Maze We Hedge Our Bets

And Stand And Swear A Solemn Oath
To Spend Our Summer Sprawl
Overrun By Overgrowth
And Underneath It All

Can't We All Just Get A Lawn
And Let It Live Its Life, Watch It Grow?
Across The Sand Our Line Is Drawn
And We're Not Gonna Take Any Mow

Can't We All Just Get A Lawn
And Let It Live Its Life, Watch It Grow
Before The Day The Grass Is Gone?
'Cause We're Not Gonna Take Any Mow

We Used To Break Our Banks And Backs
To Make Our Lawns Look Nice
Now We Lounge And We Relax
Not Even Looking Twice

No More Lawns For You To Lynch
Our Gardens On Their Guard
At Your Feet, Inch By Inch
And Spreading Yard By Yard