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Truth is all I'm looking for From town to town And door to door
Happiness is nothing more Than Sunday at the zoo
Ridin high inside the wires Is the sum of all my desires
Earth and rain All I want is love for me and youFarm fresh onions
Big and round Sweet and real Good to eat and they appeal
To anyone who wants a meal Its sure to fortify
Kiss the stars and sweat the ears It appears that all your fears
Wont bring to you those happy tears It feels so good to cryFarm fresh onions
Farm Fresh Onions; Farm Fresh Onions; Farm Fresh Onions.
People moving everywhere, planes are falling from the air,
Take a good look in the mirror, the mirror on the wall,
Overwhelming to the mind, too confined, but still inclined,
To stay the course until I find the onion in us allFarm Fresh Onions.
Farm Fresh Onions; Farm Fresh Onions; Farm Fresh Onions.
Thinking straight into the sun where, at its core, the onion won
Wants you to know theres never none, theres no need for alarm.
Where millions, billions, zillions wait; proliferate their blissful state
To welcome your arrival date, the day that you buy the farm fresh onions.
Farm Fresh Onions; Farm Fresh Onions; Farm Fresh Onions.
Farm Fresh Onions; Farm Fresh Onions; Farm Fresh Onions.