Here comes some shirtless bum down the hill
Boots on fire
Hair all wild
He's doing it wrong
You have breath that walks a step ahead of you
And I hear talk like horn music
It's sometimes nice
Don't upset or push her around
I know she's the light
For your cracked leather kind
Not doing it right
And put your fag out on the flag or you'll burn us all
And I hear talk like horn music
But mostly I'm occupied
Welcome to mine and my brothers garden
Which, praise the lord, will never leave
Will never die
Garden Video (MV)
Performed By: Dinah Brand
Length: 6:07
Written by: David Bridie, James Southall, John Phillips, Rowan Mckinnon, Russel Bradley, Timothy Cole
Dinah Brand - Garden Lyrics
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Here comes some shirtless bum down the hill
Boots on fire
Hair all wild
He's doing it wrong
You have breath that walks a step ahead of you
And I hear talk like horn music
It's sometimes nice
Don't upset or push her around
I know she's the light
For your cracked leather kind
Not doing it right
And put your fag out on the flag or you'll burn us all
And I hear talk like horn music
But mostly I'm occupied
Welcome to mine and my brothers garden
Which, praise the lord, will never leave
Will never die
Boots on fire
Hair all wild
He's doing it wrong
You have breath that walks a step ahead of you
And I hear talk like horn music
It's sometimes nice
Don't upset or push her around
I know she's the light
For your cracked leather kind
Not doing it right
And put your fag out on the flag or you'll burn us all
And I hear talk like horn music
But mostly I'm occupied
Welcome to mine and my brothers garden
Which, praise the lord, will never leave
Will never die
Writer: David Bridie, James Southall, John Phillips, Rowan Mckinnon, Russel Bradley, Timothy Cole
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group