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Mar 2016
you see when i go out to the garden

i feel like just looking up

and daydreaming as i held the hose

and as i mow the grass

i look up to the sky and say

give me power, give me power

and i do the front lawn and the back lawn

and i am ever so lazy

and i want to have a drink

after i finish, i look forward to that

but my brain is pushing me into a faze

where i look up and around

mostly because i get very bored

but i really want to daydream

i can’t control it

but i want to just be lazy

as i mow and do gardening

i can never do commercial gardening

cause i am too **** slow

the boss would yell at me

saying c’mon brian hurry up hurry up

but i just want to look lazy

i don’t care how slow i am

my eyes will look up into the cosmos

and i can’t control it, oh i can’t control it

i like being a lazy gardener

cause mate that is how i like it
Written by
johnny georgy brown
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