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Gnome Enthusiast Lyrics
Sun eyed dandelion,
Seen you garden gnomes gone pass by?
Small one wear a pointy red hat.
The big one he just that he real fat.
If you see them please tell them without delay,
"You taked my Saffron now you got to pay!"
Sunned dandelion,
You say they got an airtight alibi?
Then how'd they get themselves them diamond rings?
You know well no gnomes don't make the good money.
If you see them please tell them without delay,
"You taked my Saffron, now you got to pay."
Sun eyed, what now hey hey hey your hair is turning gray.
Is there something that you need to say?
Suspect, you're looking through and through.
I'd take to the wind if I was you.
Good bye Saffron, know that you did good by me.
'Till wicked weeded wild in my garden.
Seen you garden gnomes gone pass by?
Small one wear a pointy red hat.
The big one he just that he real fat.
"You taked my Saffron now you got to pay!"
You say they got an airtight alibi?
Then how'd they get themselves them diamond rings?
You know well no gnomes don't make the good money.
"You taked my Saffron, now you got to pay."
Is there something that you need to say?
Suspect, you're looking through and through.
I'd take to the wind if I was you.
'Till wicked weeded wild in my garden.
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Sorry, I just find this song hysterically funny and beautiful, though totally unsuitable for concert performance. A bunch of heavy rockers singing about garden gnomes and herbs. Still, this is serious poetry, "what now dandelion, hey hey hey your hair is turning gray (a dandelion going to seed turns gray and puffy) Suspect, you're looking through and through, I'd take to the wind if I was you. (The dandelion's gray seeds blow away on the wind) Such a quaint and poetic lyric for Clutch. Also the last line "'Till wicked weeded wild in my garden" is very similar to Walt Whitman poetry. I applaud Neil Fallon and Clutch for having the temerity and integrity to write such a light, poetic, un-macho song. I once shouted the name of this song at the top of my lungs between sets at a Clutch concert, and was rewarded with Mr. Fallon locking eyes with me and shaking his head "no!"
Best. Song. Ever!