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As I crawl through your garden
You stand and laugh
You stand and laugh

I tried to beg for your pardon
You stand and laugh
You stand and laugh

It's a long [bad word] down
The ladders in your eye
For a Wednesday in your garden
I think that I would die

I tried to stand in your garden
But you're too tall
You're much too tall
You win the hand, I throw my cards in
You watched me fall
You watched me fall

It's a long [bad word] down
The ladders in your eye
For a Wednesday in your garden
I think that I would die

I tried to fly in your garden
But you shot me down
Mama you shot me down on the ground
I watched the sky above me harden
And your black gown your long back funeral gown

It's a long [bad word] down
The ladders in your eye
For a Wednesday in your garden
I think that I would die.