Song | The Garden |
Artist | Einstürzende Neubauten |
Album | Ende Neu |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
You know you're all alone | |
Your friends they aren't at home | |
Everybody's gone to the garden | |
As you look into the trees | |
You can look but you don't see | |
The flowers seem to tease you at the garden | |
Everybody's there, but you don't seem to care | |
What's it with you man, and this garden | |
Turned into my worst phobia, | |
A crazy man's utopia | |
If you're lost no one can show ya, | |
But it sure was glad to know ya | |
Only poor boys take a chance, | |
On the garden's song and dance, | |
Feel her flowers as they wrap around, | |
But only smart boys do without | |
You can find it all inside | |
No need to wrestle with your pride | |
No you ain't losin' your mind | |
You're just in the garden | |
They can lead you to yourself | |
Or you can throw it on the shelf | |
But you know you can look inside | |
For the garden | |
I wasn't really scared | |
Lost my virginity there, | |
To a gypsy with blond hair | |
But now no one seems to care | |
Like a mouse inside a maze | |
Wandering round 4 daze | |
With a smile upon my face, | |
I never wanna leave this place | |
Only poor boys take a chance, | |
On the garden's song and dance, | |
Feel her flowers as they wrap around, | |
But only smart boys do without | |
Turned into my worst phobia, | |
A crazy man's utopia | |
If you're lost no one can show ya, | |
But it sure was glad to know ya | |
Bye bye | |
So long, bye bye | |
It's glad to know ya | |
Bye bye | |
Bye bye | |
Aw...so long |
You know you' re all alone | |
Your friends they aren' t at home | |
Everybody' s gone to the garden | |
As you look into the trees | |
You can look but you don' t see | |
The flowers seem to tease you at the garden | |
Everybody' s there, but you don' t seem to care | |
What' s it with you man, and this garden | |
Turned into my worst phobia, | |
A crazy man' s utopia | |
If you' re lost no one can show ya, | |
But it sure was glad to know ya | |
Only poor boys take a chance, | |
On the garden' s song and dance, | |
Feel her flowers as they wrap around, | |
But only smart boys do without | |
You can find it all inside | |
No need to wrestle with your pride | |
No you ain' t losin' your mind | |
You' re just in the garden | |
They can lead you to yourself | |
Or you can throw it on the shelf | |
But you know you can look inside | |
For the garden | |
I wasn' t really scared | |
Lost my virginity there, | |
To a gypsy with blond hair | |
But now no one seems to care | |
Like a mouse inside a maze | |
Wandering round 4 daze | |
With a smile upon my face, | |
I never wanna leave this place | |
Only poor boys take a chance, | |
On the garden' s song and dance, | |
Feel her flowers as they wrap around, | |
But only smart boys do without | |
Turned into my worst phobia, | |
A crazy man' s utopia | |
If you' re lost no one can show ya, | |
But it sure was glad to know ya | |
Bye bye | |
So long, bye bye | |
It' s glad to know ya | |
Bye bye | |
Bye bye | |
Aw... so long |
You know you' re all alone | |
Your friends they aren' t at home | |
Everybody' s gone to the garden | |
As you look into the trees | |
You can look but you don' t see | |
The flowers seem to tease you at the garden | |
Everybody' s there, but you don' t seem to care | |
What' s it with you man, and this garden | |
Turned into my worst phobia, | |
A crazy man' s utopia | |
If you' re lost no one can show ya, | |
But it sure was glad to know ya | |
Only poor boys take a chance, | |
On the garden' s song and dance, | |
Feel her flowers as they wrap around, | |
But only smart boys do without | |
You can find it all inside | |
No need to wrestle with your pride | |
No you ain' t losin' your mind | |
You' re just in the garden | |
They can lead you to yourself | |
Or you can throw it on the shelf | |
But you know you can look inside | |
For the garden | |
I wasn' t really scared | |
Lost my virginity there, | |
To a gypsy with blond hair | |
But now no one seems to care | |
Like a mouse inside a maze | |
Wandering round 4 daze | |
With a smile upon my face, | |
I never wanna leave this place | |
Only poor boys take a chance, | |
On the garden' s song and dance, | |
Feel her flowers as they wrap around, | |
But only smart boys do without | |
Turned into my worst phobia, | |
A crazy man' s utopia | |
If you' re lost no one can show ya, | |
But it sure was glad to know ya | |
Bye bye | |
So long, bye bye | |
It' s glad to know ya | |
Bye bye | |
Bye bye | |
Aw... so long |