Wolfgang Press Lyrics
"Honey Tree"

Good morning Mr President will you sign this grave
This hole in my pocket is a hole in my face
A bad heart is a bad surprise
This black is a fact is a blackened race

Black is the soul black is the heart
My bodies unsafe so I fuck on choice

Shape me shape my friends take them home before they reach
The honey tree, honey tree

Soulless in form make it meet reach out for that funny me
One of those three of these
Education education pieces

Hand on my heart
Hand on my soul
This black is a fact is the back of fools
I've a face in mind one I can afford
If I don't then
I go go go
To the honey tree, honey tree, honey tree

The safest place is when I say good bye
Loving shoulders is a loving mind
Black is the heart and black is the fool
Black is the facts is the facts of heart and soul

In the honey tree
In the honey tree
Honey tree