everybody wants to dance in a playpen but nobody wants to play in my garden i see the hippies on an angry line guess they don`t get my meaning i`m enchanted by the birds in my blossoms i`m enamored by young lovers on the weekend i like the fourth of july when bombs start flashing and i wish i had a shiny red top a bugle with a big brass bell would cheer me up or maybe something bigger that could really go pop! so i could make the gardening stop come out to play come out to play and we`ll pretend it`s christmas day in my atomic garden all my scientists are working on a deadline so my psychologist is working day and nighttime they say they know what`s best for me but they don`t know what there doing and i`m glad i`m not gorbachev `cause i`d wiggle all night like jelly in a pot at least he`s got a garden with a fertile plot and a party that will never stop i hope there`s nothing wrong out there i`m watching from my room inside my room
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