Letras
Old Jack, he had a sack of them magic beans
This garden's been sowin' for a long, long time
Now everywhere you look, you see a pillar of green
The reapers just waitin' to arrive on the vine
A bright red apple led us into sin
The devil's been cookin' for a long, long time
So wake up the eggplant to lead us back again
That sounds just fine
We're goin' back to the garden
And out of the night
Saw a fiery head of broccoli in a dream
There'll be artichokes and rutabagas
Collard greens and sweet potatoes
Reachin' from the earth to push us into the light
Gonna carve a jack-o'-lantern, hang the garlic high
This crop's been comin' for a long, long time
Flamin' red peppers will rain down from the sky
And your tap water'll turn into an oak slide
There'll come a day you step out of the house
See a thousand armed soldiers with potatoes in their mouths
Everyone's damned and everyone's saved
With a parsley garnish on every grave
We're goin' back to the garden
And out of the night
Saw a fiery head of broccoli in a dream
That's right
There'll be artichokes and rutabagas
Collard greens and sweet potatoes
Reachin' from the earth to push us into the light
My friends, we are standing at the dawn of a new era. The United
League of Vegetation has just unanimously approved the new
Legislation, which places complete restriction on all forms of
Human migration. Anyone caught moving faster than a turnip will
Be shot. Now, I know what you're all thinking. "What am I gonna do
With myself? I've gotta go pick up the kids! There's a turkey in
The oven!" Relax. Don't panic. This isn't so bad. You've just got
To calm down. Now, close your eyes and imagine a bright red pulsing
Orb just in front of your forehead. Can you see it? Good. Can you
Feel it? I said, can you feel it? Can you feel the beat? (Yeah)
Can you feel the beat? (Yeah)
I can feel the beat (Yeah)