Snake Charmer

Filthy Born in a dust storm and brought up Up in a cloud On the tops of trees I was taught to distrust ideas opposing my thoughts I was taught to distrust ideas opposing my thoughts And you would be swayed, bending like branches and you would be played A spark for the kindling, bending like branches, bending like branches now Old ways die so slow, but we both know to reap and sow They raised us not to grow, but we both know to reap and sow Revel in darkness, revel in dirt Excel in the muck and the mud Crawling and creeping, waiting away for the turn, change in the air that I love Feel it soon, harvest moon, won't you look up with me? Children, you'll feel it soon, there is a harvest moon Look with me, there is a harvest moon Old ways die so slow, but we both know to reap and sow They raised us not to grow, but we both know to reap and sow Feel it soon, there is a harvest moon Won't you look up with me? There is a harvest moon