A mushroom is the fleshy, spore-bearing fruiting body of a fungus, typically produced above ground on soil or on its food source. The standard for the name "mushroom" is the cultivated white button mushroom, Agaricus bisporus; hence the word "mushroom" is most often applied to those fungi (Basidiomycota, Agaricomycetes) that have a stem (stipe), a cap (pileus), and gills (lamellae, sing. lamella) or pores on the underside of the cap.
"Mushroom" describes a variety of gilled fungi, with or without stems, and the term is used even more generally, to describe both the fleshy fruiting bodies of some Ascomycota and the woody or leathery fruiting bodies of some Basidiomycota, depending upon the context of the word.
Forms deviating from the standard morphology usually have more specific names, such as "puffball", "stinkhorn", and "morel", and gilled mushrooms themselves are often called "agarics" in reference to their similarity to Agaricus or their place Agaricales. By extension, the term "mushroom" can also designate the entire fungus when in culture; the thallus (called a mycelium) of species forming the fruiting bodies called mushrooms; or the species itself.
I saw mushroom head
Well, I saw mushroom head
Well, I saw mushroom head
I was born and I was dead
I was born and I was dead
Well, I saw mushroom head
Well, I saw mushroom head
Well, I saw mushroom head
I was born and I was dead
I was born and I was dead
I'm gonna give my despair
I'm gonna give my despair
I'm gonna give my despair
Well, I saw skies are red
Well, I saw skies are red
Well, I saw skies are red
I was born and I was
I was born and I was dead
I was born and I was dead
I was born and I was dead
I was born and I was dead
I was born and I was dead
I was born and I was dead
Well, I saw mushroom head
Well, I saw mushroom head
Well, I saw mushroom head
Well, I saw mushroom head
I was born and I was dead
I was born and I was dead
I'm gonna give my despair
I'm gonna give my despair
I'm gonna give my despair
I'm gonna give my despair
Well, I saw mushroom head
Well, I saw mushroom head
Well, I saw mushroom head
I was born and I was dead
I was born and I was dead
I was born and I was dead
Dead
Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead, dead, dead
When I saw, sky's were red
I was born and I was dead
When I saw her mushroom hair
I was born and I was dead
When I saw her mushroom hair
I was born and I was dead
I gotta keep my distance
I gotta keep my distance
Gotta keep my, gotta keep my
Gotta keep my
When I saw, sky's of rain
I was born and I was dead
I gotta keep my distance
I gotta keep my distance
I gotta keep my, I gotta keep my
I gotta keep my
Hey, hey, hey
When I saw, sky's were red
I was born and I was dead
When I saw her mushroom hair
I was born and I was dead
When I saw her mushroom hair
I was born and I was dead
I gotta keep my distance
I gotta keep my distance
Gotta keep my, gotta keep my
Gotta keep my
When I saw, sky's of rain
I was born and I was dead
I gotta keep my distance
I gotta keep my distance
I gotta keep my, I gotta keep my
I gotta keep my
Hey, hey, hey
etc..
You're lying on the floor, screaming quiet. You've seen it all before.
Going out, but I don't have a name, speak to me. Let me be.
See it all, but nothing's the same. What I see is not real.
You're lying on the floor, living, dying, waiting for the daylight.
Flying out to examine my mind, step aside. Let me hide.
Still afraid of what I might find, I do believe in the trees.
Everybody's gone. It's so damn crowded, debating with the daylight.