The Garden Song (исполнитель: Johnny Rebel)
The Garden Song By:Filthy McNasty (a.k.a. Johnny Rebel) Now, I live in the country I got a neighbor...his name's Joe And me and Joe Don't get along just so So, one day I decided I was gonna fix his clock And that puny [bad word] d Never know! Now, old Joe he growed a garden Out behind his house The prettiest [bad word] garden You've ever seen! One day I [bad word] out through the grass And watched his little, scroungy [bad word] And when he got inside I got real mean! I stomped on his tomata's And I [bad word] on his potata's And I [bad word] all over His [bad word] sugar beets! And then I got my [bad word] real hard And jacked off in that [bad word] yard! And shot my rocks All over his cabbage leaves! I showed that little sucker, didn't I? Thought I was guttin' a big ol' hog in the [bad word] Didn't know what was gonna happen next Listen here! Now, I left there tippin' like a mouse And made my way back to my house But when I got there Things were kind of quiet. I heard somebody moan and groan And I thought, "What the [bad word] is goin' on?" So I peeped through the window And I saw a terrible sight! It was Joe, and my wife, in the bed And in my wife's [bad word] I saw his head And I thought, "That sonofabitch ain't got no sense!" And he never [bad word] up for air And there amongst the fur and hair He was having a full-course meal At my expense! Now, a time, or two, he coughed and spit And my wife screamed, and almost [bad word] And I thought that [bad word] Would never stop! But he finally quit, and grabbed his pants And up the road I watched him dance Acting like old Johnny On the spot! Oh! I [bad word] up his eatin'! And he eat up my [bad word] ! I didn't know the [bad word] was the kind That went for suckin'! While I was in his garden [bad word] He was in my cornfield shuckin'! And now my wife Is throwin' rocks at me! Now, the moral of this story is... Don't ever pick the [bad word] You might not know the trouble You'll be startin'! Just let your [bad word] neighbor be And think about what happened to me And most of all..... Don't [bad word] with that man's garden! REPEAT [bad word]