I sleep in late another day
Oh what a wonder, oh what a waste.
It’s a monday
It’s so mundane
What exciting things
Will happen today?
The yard is full of hard rubbish it’s a mess and
I guess the neighbours must think we run a meth lab
We should amend that
I pull the sheets back
It’s 40 degrees
And i feel like i’m dying.
Life’s getting hard in here
So i do some gardening
Anything to take my mind away from where it’s supposed to be.
The nice lady next door talks of green beds
And all the nice things that she wants to plant in them
I wanna grow tomatoes on the front steps.
Sunflowers, bean sprouts, sweet corn and radishes.
I feel pro-active
I pull out weeds
All of a sudden
I’m having trouble breathing in.

My hands are shaky
My knees are weak
I can’t seem to stand
On my own two feet
I’m breathing but i’m wheezing
Feel like i’m emphysem-in’
My throat feels like a funnel
Filled with weet bix and kerosene and
Oh no, next thing i know
They call up 000
I’d rather die than owe the hospital till I get old
I get adrenaline
Straight to the heart
I feel like Uma Thurman
Post-overdosing kick start
Reminds me of the time
When i was really sick and i
Had too much pseudoephedrine and I couldn’t sleep at night
Halfway down high street, andy looks ambivalent
He’s probably wondering what i’m doing getting in an ambulance
The paramedic thinks I’m clever 'cause I play guitar
I think she’s clever 'cause she stops people dying
Anaphylactic and super hypocondriactic
Should’ve stayed in bed today
I much prefer the mundane.
I take a hit from
An asthma puffer
I do it wrong
I was never good at smoking bongs.
I’m not that good at breathing in.

Lyrics submitted by HalfBakedSkillet, edited by evanreyes, KarlieRose

Avant Gardener song meanings
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    General CommentA lovely rambling stream-of-consciousness about... an asthma attack? With a kind of mary jane theme (weeds, bongs, can't use the asthma inhaler), as well as other drugs in low dosage. A hypochondriac who is also heavily under the influence.
    phaserwarrioron January 17, 2014   Link
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    General CommentI wonder if my friend has been inculcated into believing she is more than all that… I'm expecting greatness. My friend is trustworthy and knows music. All kinds, and not the same music I like, so there's no mutual admiration society thing. If he says she's got legs… that is, talent, and the ability (stamina) to be a career artist, well that makes it hard for me to dismiss her without listening. How big of me, right?

    Before listening to anything I first looked here, deciding to read before listening lest I be stricken, like my friend, into this nearly mystical awakening. But so far, after a trod through the thick for their thickness only lyrics (...or we could say pretentious and be done with it). I am not impressed, nor repelled, just… eh, curious.

    Wondering what she does with this, how she makes it work, if she makes it work.
    BuckCronkiteon April 27, 2014   Link
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    General CommentThis is what Courtney has said, "Avant Gardener is all true. Apart from the adrenalin to the heart, like in Pulp Fiction. I just got adrenalin in the top of the thigh...But in the heart sounded so much more exciting! Most songs are stories. Some are more elaborate than others."
    Also, I think the correct lyric is 000, as in triple zero. This is the number you call in Australia for ambulance, police, fire,etc. Anyway, brilliant song and lyrics!
    scratcheron May 19, 2014   Link

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