This is a song about "Bushes"

All the bushes rustle concealing trouble.

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual

Bubbling bass and bullfrog brooks beside bushes that buzz with bands of bumble bees.

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

I'm not religious but believe burning bushes

Now i'm the guy in the bushes watching you with my binoculars

Just went back to collegeshe is my dancer, when she dance i throw her dollars

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

From the bushes one sees glowing passion a defiled a lark

Just sit back and relax and take it easy

Some one jumps out to the bushes to find me