Guided by Voices - From a Voice Plantation lyrics

It

Who no longer can listen

It

Saw a gusty wind

Come up to listen

Before I was ten

and all of the evil grids

From a hill where rats consider

And they gang

And they topple

And they send a smoke ring

Into the onion field

A ghost!

And this can make you choke

Coming from the throat

Of a ghost!

And sent to my weak knees

From a voice plantation

All in together

In terror