Garden

I guess this garden's good The snake won't bite you but his man still could Now you've got some kids to raise Teach them all the words excet the ones to use and praise You're too proud Too proud No one's ever heard of you That's not their fault who are you Talking to Too loud Then there was night And some of them cried And somebody paid for your light At least they'd like I guess this garden's good The snake wont bite you but his man still should Come down And are you commin' down Where all the fires burn free And your fire will burn me I know its just earth I know the hands of this clock dont point out your work The source of the best of was a backrub from my first love was the unprepared The basics, the grandkids on the dance floor high on acids It's the open door You don't use anymore And now you've got some kids to raise Teach them all the wrods except the ones the ones to use and praise You're too proud And are you commin' down Then there was night And some of them cried Some of them paid for your light At least they'd like