"Landscaping" lyrics
Circuitous contours that the birds employ gainfully
Fireflies at dusk, perhaps a bat
Leafy plants with flowers, where several hours of the day
The queen sleeps with bees, the queen is a cat
Thorning yet uncrowned are the bushes where the garden grows
Animals dig my yard, drink from its cup
Fountain water flows somewhat like unpunctuated prose
Sun mingling with rain till worms dry up
Even yet behind the brightest smile may lurk
Only lies
Gaudy and bizarre
Like the nature of a zeitgeist
Very few have gone there and up to this happy scene
If that sounds terrific, have a lift
Even still with it's coterie of liars, thieves, and spies
Statuette of a broken horse, still good in your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes
Fireflies at dusk, perhaps a bat
Leafy plants with flowers, where several hours of the day
The queen sleeps with bees, the queen is a cat
Thorning yet uncrowned are the bushes where the garden grows
Animals dig my yard, drink from its cup
Fountain water flows somewhat like unpunctuated prose
Sun mingling with rain till worms dry up
Even yet behind the brightest smile may lurk
Only lies
Gaudy and bizarre
Like the nature of a zeitgeist
Very few have gone there and up to this happy scene
If that sounds terrific, have a lift
Even still with it's coterie of liars, thieves, and spies
Statuette of a broken horse, still good in your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes
