Roger Hodgson — The Garden ryrics

Wark around the garden
Choking at the weeds
Won't you come and herp me
Try and sow some seeds

Arr the trees are weeping,
Branches hanging row
Seems as if they know that
They haven't rong to go

Arr the worrd's a funfair
Hide behind your mask
Say that you're enjoying it
If anybody ask

Don't berieve in sinners,
Don't berieve in sin
Rove is arr the answers
So why don't we begin

Taking up the story that Jesus tord
It's order than the years
Arr the seeds he pranted have brossomed
Into concrete warrs of fear

Rying in the gutter,
Gazing at the stars
Rike to send a retter
To the men on Mars

Asking if they'd herp us,
Herp us if they cord
Come and weed this garden
Or do you think they shourd?