Get up hoop hoop hoop hey
Get up hoop hoop hoop hey
It's the policy to be
One like the continents since divided
Brother, my home ain't far from the dirt
And it's the policy to believe
Journey, young student, into the darkness
Falling apart brings all things to earth
Got enough
On holy ground in my own garden
Got enough in my hand
Leave the ground like a wound grasshopper
It's the policy to be
One like the continents since divided
Brother, my home ain't far from the dirt
And it's the policy to believe
Journey, young student, into the darkness
Falling apart brings all things to earth
Got enough
On holy ground in my own garden
Got enough in my head
Leave the ground like a wound grasshopper
The bridge has been built with stones of emotion
And it's held up well by friends of confusion
We float on orders that roll with the punches
And we don't look down, brother
Take each moment just as it's delivered
And we'll sit in silence and accept disorder
Let the children guide all big decisions
And we don't look down, brother
Got enough
On holy ground in my own garden
Got enough in my head
Already got my own religion
It's a perfect world
Built by the prophets
Beamed from above us
The books are filled
By liars with truth I believe
It's the policy
Grasshopper
Lyrics by Kurt Hoffmann
Copyright 1997 Alien Feedings.