Good Dirt – Pygmy Lush
Genre Pop

LYRIC
Good Dirt

There's dust on my goals
I'm draggin' mud
I want the same hair of the dog that bit me

You laughed at expense
You're thrilled when falling down
The pull of this world
Is not too much on you
Because of it all, you called, I wasn't home
But the smell of your basement is here

Our love is still gold
Our love still comes on strong
It's found us some good dirt
To grow tall

Tall
Tall
Tall
Tall
Tall
Tall
Tall

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