Lyrics
You’re not in the park
And you’re not in the ditch
Where did you run?
Oh did you meet the rich?
I don’t mind saying you were my garden
So realize and realize and foul vacations
You’re not in the park
And you’re not in the ridge
Oh where did you run?
Oh did you meet the rich?
I don’t mind saying you were my garden
So realize and realize and foul vacations
Oh shut her up from fame’s vacation
I’m the battering rains upon the spine
The base, the chest, the tree, the oak
The lamp, the mirrored lamp
Oh shut her up from fame’s vacation
I’m the battering rains upon the chest
The spine, the tree, the oak, the base
The lamp, and mirrored lamp
Oh you’re not in the park
Oh and you’re not in the ridge
Oh where did you run?
Oh did you meet the rich?
Oh and I don’t mind saying you were my garden
So realize and realize and foul vacations
Oh you’re not in the park la la la
And you’re, and you’re not in the ditch la la la la Oh where did you run? la la la la la Did you meet the rich? la la la la la Well I don’t mind saying you were my garden
So realize and realize and foul vacations
Oh shut her up, shut her up from fame’s vacation
I’m the battering rains upon the spine
The base, the chest, the tree, the oak
The lamp, the mirrored lamp
Oh shut her up, shut her up from fame’s vacation
I’m the battering rains upon the spine
The base, the chest, the tree, the oak
The lamp, and the mirrored lamp
Bought a rise on the raise and when we rise
Oh shut her up, shut up, shut up from fame’s vacation
On the boat the bough that breaks, we all we all we all
Shut her up, oh shut her up until you realize I ain’t lied
I ain’t breakin' no lie breakin' no Baby, baby, baby, hundred dollars and you’re comin' back