Filthy Water - Fruit Bats

Icebergs are scraping big holes across the bottoms

Of luxury liners across the crooked seas

Mantises are praying in the dirt in fields of garlic

Ooh, filthy water

Purple mountains and golden hills and silver boulders

Where wagon ruts fill up with water that rolls away

The thought of the distance is a big old weight off your shoulders

Ooh, filthy water

Honeycombs drip with royal jelly up in the tall pines

The stinger digs in & it burns like a forest fire

Suck out the poison with your mouth you’re sure to be fine

Ooh, filthy water