Preston School Of Industry - Get Your Crayons Out! lyrics

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<b>Get Your Crayons Out!</b> by <i>Preston School Of Industry</i><br />

Took seven states of driving straight

The sky was gray where the bird and hay

Were splattered with moss and broken cross

That littered the road with snow in May

Well, there must be some kind of misunderstanding

This must be some kind of misunderstanding here

Raincoats are hanging 'round your waist

Lime is growing all in haste

But clouds are approaching a little too fast

For crying out loud man get your trailer

I’m waiting for the monsoons

Yeah, I'm waiting

Waiting, for the monsoons

We're all waiting, it's the monsoons

We're all waiting for the monsoons

For the monsoons, monsoons