Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Groundhogs
Performer
Tony McPhee
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tony McPhee
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tony McPhee
Producer
Martin Birch
Engineer
Lyrics
My garden is all overgrown
And the weeds are creepin' up on my home
Grass has grown over two foot high
And the trees are blockin' out the sky
French windows won't open anymore
From the moss that's grown outside the door
A hundred birds are nestin' in the trees
Looks like a wildlife sanctuary
But I'm not gonna cut a single blade of grass
My garden will look just like the distant past
Before the days of agricultural land
Before the time when pebbles turned to sand
When I leave this house I'm gonna stay
I'm forsakin' my comforts to live another way
To get my clothes from heaps, my food from bins
My water from ponds and have tramps for all my friends
But I'm not gonna cut a single blade of grass
My garden will look just like the distant past
Before the days of agricultural land
Before the time when pebbles turned to sand
When I leave this house I'm gonna stay
I'm forsakin' my comforts to live another way
To get my clothes from heaps, my food from bins
My water from ponds and have tramps for all my friends
Writer(s): Eddie Jerome Vedder, Stone C. Gossard, Jeffrey Allen Ament
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