NARCS Tall Grass lyrics

Tall grass, torn clothes and b-roads
Stories to make you wish
For old tales, 

Read to you in uniform



Soft light

Of windows and gameshows
A chance to escape the polls
And win your 'cruise for two around the world'

Strange place
To feel the effects of,

Floods that have broken banks

And left scars

Thirty years away or more




Lined up in neat rows

Fairytales and all the rest, need not be told

No-one has the need to know



Tall grass, torn clothes and b-roads

Fairytales and all the rest
Ought not be told, 

Ought not be shoved down my throat like a medicine


Pain, a culture's obsession with fame, shame

A culture's obsession with all these things, all these things

I despise.