Bitchweed

I know sisters who love to complain
They sip their gin and vent their disdain
And tiny little worlds that everyday rain grow bitchweed

And brothers we all do it too
Sit in a group and pick out a few
Slander and slice em there's nothin too new about bitchweed

Some days you know itI have eyes to see
Once in a while I'll have eyes to see
My garden has been growing those unfriendly weeds
But soon as you know it I'm looking at you
I'm pointing and picking it's just what I do
Yea people we love to discuss those problems
That don't concern us
We look at our neighbors we fume and we fuss
Well that's bitchweed

One day will come I know this is true
I'll be out in my garden with nothing better to do
I'll put on my gloves and I'll pull one or two
Of those prickly little plants that divide me and you
We travel the planet
We fly to the moon
Oh arrogant man
Herein lies our doom
Deep down in our hearts
We always make room for bitchweed
We always make room for bitchweed



Credits
Writer(s): Mike Mulder
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