The Rooster

You can see it's all around

Our nature of enclosure we decided to bound

That's the land i was born and raised

That's the very old piece of wood we all day praise

Sun in the morning feels like's getting hot

Agriculture for the children as their only shot

Crashed in the evening cause it is too much

Carrying on with al the jumble until loosing touch

That rooster at dawn up on the ceiling

That rooster at dawn singing on singing on

That rooster at dawn up on the ceiling