School days, moving days, very warm days, and thankfully the end of the most terrible of seasons- summer. Amid packing boxes, and making a peanut butter sandwich, I put this together. I am always inspired by Neurowaxx and his great samples, plus a whole host of others.
Pella here. Feel free to cut it up, the “Run Baby Run” bit might make a cool dance hook somewhere, in a world less dense and heavy than this.

I think I’ll wound myself
On the kitchen shelf
the cut will be so deep
I might lose some sleep
I’m going off the grid
I’m going to grow my own food
I’ll rely upon the sun
And shun the world
shun shun shun

The foxes they will come
and all our crops are gone
run baby run

I feel their vulpine eyes
glowing in the night

The foxes they will come
run baby run

Run baby run….