You might have guessed, I am green. But I�m not talkin� �bout naive. I just might let you see Through all my armor. And yet, there�s not much left But this here crone Who�s lived her dreams With a dash of glamour chorus Cuz I�m a shag bark hickory woman Singing cool, dark hickory songs In a shag-rag squee-bah-do-we-bah free rhythm. Cuz I�m a shag bark hickory woman Singing cool, dark hickory songs In a shag-rag squee-bah-do-we-bah free rhythm Did you know a Crone can be hot Withering we�re not! We just want respect For who we are and what we say �When no more trees are going down We�ll know we�ve turned this mess around When every creature has a home I will be grateful every day.� Caesar Salad: This is an actual song written by some damn hippie, but i'm too lazy and especially too drunk to find their name or whatever, but seeing as how no one's actually going to look at this website, I don't think we have to worry about copyright issues or whatever. Especially since we never recorded the song.........I mean, we did, but we never released it. Yes, that's what I mean.t I need more beer......