Lyrics:

I'm the tall tree
I'm the tall tree
I'm
What's what is that there is
The way they think it is
I am the tall tree
I'm the tall tree, well
I'm the tall tree, well
I'm
A site of my surroundin' grave
Wishin' for old Hoernschemeyer's wave
I am the tall tree
I'm the tall tree, well
I'm the tall tree, well
I'm
The afterimage of mental scrimmage
Splashin' oceans with your hand
The wedding was nice and gray
Thinking of pay and you're the prey

Brown-sugar lips through the naked eye (Ahhh)
Well, blimp floatin' high on an aqua sky, yeah yeah (Ahhh)
Ride the slide, narrow to wide (Ahhh)
As deep as creation's (Ahhh)
Infinity (Ahhh)
The Russians are comin'
The Russians are comin'
The Russians are comin'
The Russians are comin'
The Russians are comin'
The Russians are comin'
The Russians are comin'
The Russians are comin' (Oh)
Ahhhh
Ahhhh
Ooooh
Ooooh
I'm the tall tree, well
I'm the tall tree, well
I'm