Feijoa by Pocket Money

Oh what's that on the ground?
It's a little bit round,
Kinda green,
It looks to me that it's gunna be mean.

Oh it tastes so good!
I need to share this fruit!
It makes me feel joyous,
All forms of it,
Come check out this tree.

Pulpy, gritty, fleshy, sour,
Juicy little flower,
Feijoa!
You're sweet, it's pretty neat,
That you're lying in the street,
Feijoa!

This blimmin' little beauty better save the world.
Let's make room for this juicy, jade pearl.
They're not for profit!
Now just scoff it!
This uncommercial guava isn't lookin' at your pocket.

Now is it me, or does it seem,
like sharing is caring, must we pay for everything?
Let's live without worries,
Like we do in the Autumn,
When we're eating for free!

Pulpy, gritty, fleshy, sour,
Juicy little flower,
Feijoa!
You're sweet, it's pretty neat,
That you're lying in the street,
Feijoa!

Why don't we share all our food from now on?
So no-one has to starve, it's not fun!
If you need to eat you can rely on,

Pulpy, gritty, fleshy, sour,
Juicy little flower,
Feijoa!
You're sweet, it's pretty neat,
That you're lying in the street,
Feijoa!

• Alternative
• Banger
• Feijoa
• Power pop
• Punk
• Rock
• alternative rock
• indie rock
• Auckland