The Gardener

these lyrics are all wrong

try this:

sorry for the setback i know i let you down turn back the clocks and step back the spring might come around

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my little misbegotten you're quite the stubborn bud if we can't make you open we will take it out in blood

we'll make a man out of you yet we will plant brambles in your bed just close your eyes and count to ten this is as good as it will get

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know this my little willow weaping flutter to your knees the untilled things before me oh, the possibilities

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thank you for the warning but i still see the sun a little global warming never hurt no one

we'll make a man out of you yet a crown of thorns around your head get off your knees and have a look this is as good as it will get

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at last my little flower is getting put to use you've always been a failure but now you're bearing strange new fruit

uh oh uh oh, oh oh

the insides aren't wilting the rest is fertile so i will take the belt from off the hook and watch the garden grow

uh oh, oh oh uh oh, oh oh

thank you for the warning but i still see the sun a little global warming never hurt no one

we'll make a man out of you yet you won't know what will hit you next the gardener's coming to collect you wanted love: thats what you get

the gardener's coming to collect the gardener's coming to collect the gardener's coming to collect the gardener's coming to collect

the gardener's coming to collect