In this garden full of good
Lies a garden full of evil Awaits strange, bizarre,
Unusual people Here is where Tripping and nobody cares Here is where The setting sun is never feared It goes on and on and on
Oh, it never ends It goes on and on and on Welcome My Friends. Lies The Horror Of The Clay
Beneath The Tree of heaven Beneath The Tree of heaven Come as you please, do as you may Crooked minds Like a crooked tree
Never caring where one's branches have been or where they're gonna be
People so seedy People so greedy But in the end,
Ain't we all a little needy?.
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