Knee crawling alive and tasting another way for lies to take it in yeah. Listen kid your face is like porcelain worrys. Life is like a gardener. Life
[All] Where we come from is a place we call Conant Gardens (Motown) We getting shit started If you every hear us say Magnet-net-net [Jay Dee] It's going
Everybody wants to dance in a playpen But nobody wants to play in my garden I see the hippies on an angry line Guess they don't get my meaning I'm enchanted
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As I crawl through your garden You stand and laugh You stand and laugh I tried to beg for your pardon You stand and laugh You stand and laugh It's a
I come to the garden alone While the dew is still on the roses And the voice I hear falling on my ear The Son of God discloses And He walks with me and
One of these days the gig is up Shouldn't we take the time now To show our love One of these days the gig is up Shouldn't we take the time now To show
[Dell] Dell, murderess world wind of wit get the worse of I break it down bit by bit Yet, a nerve my graphics cause seizures you slur, and your memory
Well, I run through the kitchen, looked in the paper Said, oh God almighty, mama, there it says, a gator Come on, come on Every other day, I got a gator
(Let's regain the garden the beautiful garden we lost long ago through sin Let's regain the garden the beautiful garden with open arms God will welcome
I beg you pardon I never promised you a rose garden Along with the sunshine there's got to be a little rain sometimes When you take you got to give so
I come to the garden alone While the dew is still on the roses And the voice I hear, falling on my ear The Son of God discloses And He walks with me
I beg your pardon I never promised you a rose garden Along with the sunshine There's gotta be a little rain sometimes When you take you got to give So
There's a gentle breeze blowing over me and it's singing a sweet song It's how I know your thinking of me Tell me have you been waiting long Chorus
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (p) Faith No More Billy Gould: Bass Guitar; Jim
I'm in a web I tasted blood in the garden I'm in a maze, I'm in a maze So they hung science in my heart I'm in a web "your phoney ghosts went by&
Safe in my garden, an ancient flower blooms And the scent from its nature, slowly squares my room And its perfume being such that it's causing me to swoon
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