Crack the Sky — From the Greenhouse lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "From the Greenhouse" by Crack the Sky.
Lyrics
Standing room only at L.A.X
I trade my ticket for some cigarettes
I won’t believe it till they dissapear (sic)
The president’s hiding on a submarine
See how he runs away from history
I won’t believe it till they dissapear (sic)
I won’t believe it till I dissapear (sic)
After all we’ve been through
Doesn’t it seem a little funny to you
We should all shine from the violet blue
And now we’re calling you
From the greenhouse
All of the warriers have gone away
I sit and watch the sky, waiting for the rain
I won’t believe it till I dissapear (sic)
I won’t believe it till I dissapear (sic)
I won’t believe you till I dissapear (sic)