Garden - Mas Ysa

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 won’t 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