The Only Appalacian Cornfield Paroles

to the cornfield side

there we'll take off our pants

kiss the court and dance

kiss the corner romance



oh im walking on my throne again

just like fort strone hill burnt away

dont say u dont even see my face

who ever asked you to come here

but sighed and say its not just the same again
im walking on my throne again

in the lunar street we breathe

in the lunar street we breathe



chrous



im walking on my toes again

and on and on and on she goes

can can can you never ever know anyway

and the foot marches on and the foot marches on

ohhh ohhh she would have told yourself

but it still feels good to be walking on my toes again

okay



chrous