Peaches

(album: The Presidents Of The United States Of America - 1995)

Moving to the country,
Gonna eat a lot of peaches
I'm moving to the country,
I'm gonna eat me a lot of peaches
Moving to the country,
Gonna eat a lot of peaches
Moving to the country,
I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches

Peaches come from a can,
They were put there by a man
In a factory downtown

If I had my little way,
I'd eat peaches every day
Sun-soaking bulges in the shade

I'm moving to the country,
I'm gonna eat me a lot of peaches
Moving to the country,
I'm gonna eat me a lot of peaches

Moving to the country,
Gonna eat me a lot of peaches
Moving to the country,
I'm gonna eat me a lot of peaches

I took a little nap where the roots all twist
Squished a rotten peach in my fist
And dreamed about you, woman,
I poked my finger down inside
Make a little room for an ant to hide
Nature's candy in my hand or can or pie

Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free
Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free

Look out!

Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free
Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free

Look out!