Guided By Voices From A Voice Plantation Lyrics

From A Voice Plantation Lyrics

It

Who no longer can listen

It

Saw a gusty wind



Come up to listen

Before I was ten

and all of the evil grids

From a hill where rats consider



And they gang

And they
topple

And they send a smoke ring

Into the onion field

A
ghost!

And this can make you choke

Coming from the throat

Of
a ghost!



And sent to my weak knees

From a voice
plantation

All in together

In terror