Fields of Mush
(A parody to the tune of Sting's "Fields of Gold")
By Trista Exul


Jack will save a girl from the hunters' guns
Upon the fields of cliché
Maybe he'll forget his clothes for the jealous fan
While he romps through fields of mush

He denied his love
For a little while
Out in the fields of cliché
But in her arms he fell as his hair came down
Among the fields of mush

Will she come with him? Will he end his quest
To walk through fields of cliché?
He'll forget his clothes for the jealous fan
As they lie in fields of mush

Oh, he saved a girl from the hunters' guns
Out on the fields of cliché
Now he holds her tight and kisses her lips
Among the fields of mush

He never made promises lightly
So, his quest will be completed
But he still loves all the girls
That he meets in fields of mush
That he meets in fields of mush

Many stories have past, many girls he's had
Out in the fields of cliché
See them pretend they're the only ones
He walked with in fields of mush

He saved another girl from the hunters' guns
Out in the fields cliché
He lost his clothes for another jealous fan
As he romped through fields of mush
As he romped through fields of mush
As he romped through fields of mush