The Grass Song

I like watching grass grow It's faster than you've probably been told I imagine little men building their homes Out of rain, sunshine, and green pigmented stones But I've noticed that it's hard for grass to grow Sometimes weeds will come to make it choke And twice a week in summer it gets mowed And hibernates for months when it's too cold Grass is not as simple as it seems And in many places not as equally green But all grass wants to be is a pretty pasture from a scene And it won't stop till' it lives the dream I wish that I was just as smart as grass It never gives up or quits on chloroplasts And when I cut the road to grow up fast I always end up falling on my face Grass is not as simple as it seems And in many places not as equally green But all grass wants to be is a pretty pasture from a scene And it won't stop till' it lives the dream Grass is not as simple as it seems And in many places not as equally green But all grass wants to be is a pretty pasture from a scene And it won't stop till' it lives the dream No it won't stop till' it lives the dream