You're poison,You're poison oak
See how far down your roots have grown
You'll reap the seed of war
You'll reap the seed of hate
You'll reap the seed of love
You can't appreciate
You're poison, poison, poison oak
You will reap what you have sown
Into the soil that God first toiled creating
The garden of Eden
And Adam and Eve
They had to leave
They had to eat from the poison tree
Oh oh oh, my tattered soles (x2)
There are places you don't want to go (x2)
Oh oh oh, my tattered soles (x2)
There are places you don't... You don't want to go!
Poison, poison, poison oak
You will reap what you have sown
You'll reap the seed of war
You'll reap the seed of hate
You'll reap the seed of love
You can't appreciate
You'll reap the seed of denial
You'll reap the seed of the child
You'll reap the seed of the trial that killed him
Oh oh oh my tattered soles (x3)
There are places you don't want to go
Oh oh oh my tettered soles (x2)
There are places you don't... You don't want to go!
Choo Choo
Autor: Arctic Monkeys
Album: Old Demos Precommercial