 Old Jack, he had a sack of them magic beans
This garden's been sown for a long, long time
Now everywhere you look you see a pillar of green
And the reaper's just waiting 'till we're ripe on the vine
A bright red apple led us into sin
The devil's been cooking for a long, long time
So it could be an eggplant to lead us back again
That sounds just fine
We're going 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
Reaching from the earth to push us into the light
Gonna carve a jack-o-lantern, hang the garlic high
This crop's been coming for a long, long time
Flaming red peppers will rain down from the sky
And your tap water will turn into okra slime
There will come a day you step out of the house
See a thousand armed soldiers with potatoes in their mouth
Everyone's damned and everyone's saved
With a parsley garnish on every grave
We're going 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
Reaching 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 going to do with myself? I've got to 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 beet?
Can you feel the beet?
I can feel the beet
Can you feel the beet?
Can you feel the beet?
Can you feel the beet?
I can feel the beet
Can you feel the beet?
Oh, forget about your taxes and your student loans
This garden's pesticide-free, organically grown
Listen to your roots, they'll tell you what's real
This world is an onion, all center, all peel
We're going 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
Reaching from the earth to push us into the light
From the heavens comes a hail of cabbage, cauliflower and kale
They're reaching from the earth to push us into the light
That's right, they're reaching from the earth to push us into the light
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