He wakes up to the sound of horns beepin’,
Instead of dreams, it seems he’s got a big meeting.
Go back to a silent zoo and sing,
And they’re gone,
‘Cause it’s dawn,
And he yawns,
Puts the tie on today.
He stumbles through the doors of towers gleamin’,
In his lapel the flower does the redeemin’,
In his dreams the grass is green... sing,
Garden John,
And they’re gone,
Cause he’s drawn on and on,
Won’t mow that lawn, no way.
His yard is long and tall with bugs a teemin’,
His flowers bloom and swoon to his heart beatin’,
A song or two wanders through... sing,
Garden John,
On and on, he sings his song,
Garden John, lives upon his dreams.

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