Robert Earl Keen - Farm Fresh Onions Extras lyrics

People say everywhere, planes are falling from the air Take a good look in the mirror, the mirror on the wall Overwhelming to the mind, too confined but still inclined To stay the course until I find the onion in us all Farm fresh onions Farm fresh onions Farm fresh onions Farm fresh onions Kiss the stars and sweat the years and it appears that all your fears Won't bring to you those happy tears it feels so good to cry Red hot onion Hot red onion Hot red onion Hot red onion Hot red onion I think we have enough now