A Farewell Letter From Modean

In the Big Beef Brisket Mountains
There's a land that's fair and bright
Where the lizards grow on bushes
And you sleep out ev'ry night
Where the truck beds are all empty
And the sun shines ev'ry day
Oh, I'm bound to go where there ain't no snow
Where the rain don't fall and the wind don't blow
In the Big Beef BrisketMountains.

Oh, the buzzin' of the bees in the mulberry trees
Round the open fields
Where the chicken soup springs and the grey geese sing
In the Big Beef BrisketMountains

In the Big Beef BrisketMountains
You never take a bath
And sitting on nice furniture
Makes the people smile and laugh
The other dogs are friendly
And they wrestle all day long
There's squirrels that run slow and a fence that's low
You can take a long nap where the clovers grow
In the Big Beef BrisketMountains.

Oh, the buzzin' of the bees in the mulberry trees
Round the open fields
Where the chicken soup springs and the grey geese sing
In the Big Beef BrisketMountains

In the Big Beef Brisket Mountains,
There's pathways made of cheese
And walks are scheduled hourly
Through the tall loblolly trees
Leashes are against the law
And the deer have wooden legs
Oh I'm gonna get away where the big dogs play
Where there's a party all night and you sleep all day
In the Big Beef Brisket Mountains

Oh, the buzzin' of the bees in the mulberry trees
Round the open fields
Where the chicken soup springs and the grey geese sing
In the Big Beef BrisketMountains