Hypnotic Clambake - Plan Green lyrics

Cows and farmers fill my mind And I drive and leave the city behind I can't stop got to get away from here God has blown a big big bubble and the man With his finger is looking for trouble Before it pops I got to get away from here There's a land far from here where the water is clear And the air that I breathe isn't just make believe Wouldn't it be nice If the trees had a say the plants got their way Where no one has a plan Where no one has a plan Where no one has a plan For green, green, green, green For green, green, green, green The sky is blue on the movie screen The movie stops and the crowd gets mean Except for Johnny, chewing on jelly beans The birds all sing this sorrowful tune Mr. Termite's eating the world's last broom I can't stop crying got to get away from here In seventy years I may not be here But I'm not sure Hefty bags will last for eternity Wouldn't it be nice If the trees had a say, the plants got their way Where no one has a plan Where no one has a plan Where no one has a plan For green, green, green, green For green, green, green, green Best laid plans, and no man's land, and out of mind