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&
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could just come in, I swear I'll leave Won't take nothing but a memory From the house that built me Mama cut out pictures of houses for years From "Better Homes and Garden" magazine
my legs Rest my heart And dream of the city Magazine And diet Coke I'm not a joke This is me Damaged leg Heavy cart Plastic cups Linen mart Rock garden
heads will fall Alright, right We'll stay together 'til the kids die just to keep it clean Buy the weapons with the sales made from garden magazines
was there When KDAY got started I was there When Jive Records got started I was there When Yo MTV Raps started I was there When The Source magazines
All police leave has been cancelled We always imagine we're being followed I saw an advert for ice cream Seems it was eaten in the garden of eden I bought
s summer on Riverwood Lawn mowers everywhere I used to live there, I used to live there And now I'm lightin' fires out in the garden Out in the summer
used to buy a lot of things But you know I'll just sit and watch my garden grow And when the summer time comes I'll just eat from my garden and live
will fall. Alright, right. We'll stay together 'til the kids die just to keep it clean. Buy the weapons with the sales made from garden magazines. Strike
on them grits you ni**as aint ballin you ni**as cant guard me 2 ni**as cant guard me you lookin at from tha side like spike in a garden I got the
Martha in the morning, Oprah in the afternoon Weddings in the garden, have a makeover too Watching TV on a sick day, tell me what's it mean to you? They
the garden with the flowers And she was crying But she needs help And I've told her to come to the top floor Where I reside and sit amongst the magazines
did the knowledge before speakin' Seekin', where you went wrong And why would I bring you such physical harm? Yo, mind arson, my squadren, surround the Sound-Garden
she swore she'd pull my best years out of me fat painted lips on a life wire beaut a tangerine girl with tambourine eyes her face was my favorite magazine
's a little darker While his keeps creeping back a little farther And as she reads the editorials and harpers He's thinking about what he lost in the garden
how the city folk and mole people connect Somebody warp the message right, I'll pass it to the next Now the perforated county's making you upset Magazine
'll get over it Disappear like dinosaurs To the sound of sole applause Designed to make us special If you see me walking in the garden Don't ever ask