This was recorded in Dillon Patterson's garage on a tape player in 1 take.
lyrics
People are dying
Children they are crying
Trying to find their way back home
Chemicals Fryin'
I know you lying
and I aint buying that tall tale.
Pine cones fall from the pine trees just like
sad looks come from your eyes x2
We all got plans
and we aint running no scams
What ever happened to Sam?
Please take me home
Where I can confide on my own
I can get away from your angry moan
Pine cones fall from the pine trees just like
sad looks come from your eyes x2
Pine cones fall from the pine trees just like
sad looks come from your eyes x2