Farmhouse - Phish

Welcome this is a Farmhouse

We have cluster flies alas

And this time of year is bad

We are so very sorry,

There’s little we can do

But swat them

She didn’t beg oh, not enough

She didn’t stay when things got tough

I told a lie and she got mad

She wasn’t there when things got bad

I never ever saw the northern lights

I never really heard of cluster flies

Never ever saw the stars so bright

In the farmhouse things will be alright

Woke this morning to the stinging lash

Every man rise from the ash

Each betrayal begins with trust

Every man returns to dust