I'd like to survive on fish and fruits, nuts and leaves
I'd like to use my teeth to scoop the pulp
Out of a rotted tree
Steal his stomach and grill it up with potato bugs and honey bees
Oh the truth is, I'm all human
We used to hang like fruits then
(We fell and nested in the mud)
We were young and stupid
(So we sprayed our seed into it's gut)
We fermented
(And got drunk off of our waste)
The look-a-like's made eyes and
(The inbred spray was spread)
We're the fruit that fell
The drugs
The sex
We deviants impregnate earth with bastard kids
They'll never know their father
For post coitus he was out the door
At least mother said on countless times when pressed about the kid's blood lines
To which the kids did not believe so they grew to fall close to dad's tree
We're the fruit that fell into man's first mouth
Sadly the truth is that I'm all human