• Id:

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  • Prompt:

    I’d rather go fishing in a scum pond in Kansas than go to the ballet in Paris

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    Fishing in a Scum Pond in Kansas
  • Description:

    The image depicts a young boy standing on a grassy bank near a body of water, possibly a lake or a river. He appears to be looking into the water, possibly contemplating his thoughts or observing the surroundings. The environment is serene, with trees in the background and a few leaves scattered around the area. The scene evokes a sense of tranquility and introspection, as the boy seems to be enjoying a moment of solitude in nature.

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  • Lyrics:

    Title: Fishing in a Scum Pond in Kansas
    Tags: Country, Americana, Folk
    
    Verse 1:
    
    I'd rather cast my line in a scum pond in Kansas,
    Where the water's still and the world feels like home.
    Ain't no fancy crowd or ballerinas to glance at,
    Just me and the fish, and a place to roam.
    
    Chorus:
    
    Give me a muddy pond over Paris any day,
    With the scent of the earth and the sound of the waves.
    I don't need no art, just a simple place to be,
    Where I can fish my worries away and set my soul free.
    
    Verse 2:
    
    You can have your high heels and the glittered lights,
    But I'll take a rod and reel under starry nights.
    No need for culture or an elegant show,
    Just a piece of land where the river flows.
    
    Chorus:
    
    Give me a muddy pond over Paris any day,
    With the scent of the earth and the sound of the waves.
    I don't need no art, just a simple place to be,
    Where I can fish my worries away and set my soul free.
    
    Bridge:
    
    They can dance in the lights, but I’ll stay where it’s real,
    In the quiet of the water, where my heart starts to heal.
    
    Chorus:
    
    Give me a muddy pond over Paris any day,
    With the scent of the earth and the sound of the waves.
    I don't need no art, just a simple place to be,
    Where I can fish my worries away and set my soul free.
    
    Outro:
    
    So I'll cast my line and let my thoughts drift on,
    In that scum pond, where I belong.