Forest Garden of Wedderburn Rd. (Demo) Lyrics

Pine needles tickle the air in a slovenly fashion

Like the gruvulous gloves of the Grinch or the Onceler

Picking out leaves off the curry with action

As she readies enough for the lunch and the supper

Shift in and out the colonial colossus

With patterns encaustically embedded beneath

Our shoes as we drift past the dusty red Jesus

And out to the Dipteran plant sanctuary

Glistening Ornithurines and street mutts alike

Beetles of luridly colors that bite

Toads from the Indus and fierce black kites

Join Oma for teatime and prayer!

Much to her sheer… delight!

I sat by your feet as you shuffled through beads

Of a different rosary daily!

One which I wore round my neck till I lost it

But all of your beauty I've got still!

Play with me today, where the lemon trees banter

And walk with me away, to the gardens that grow!

And the Orchids and Crotons,

They dance under waters of silver and green

And the stray cats will frequently greet!

Elchi bananas and coconuts drop by the season

Exceedingly fresher than fruit from the market

The uglies have taken up space beyond reason

No room for our car, where the fuck should we park it?

Mangoes are dried out to prep for the pickle

The ceiling fan spins and the tartiness spreads.

Miskeen with a grin gives a hand in the kitchen

And Niffy does too, but I'm eating her head!

Raggedy critters and verminous beasts

From down in the sewers and up past the trees.

Gray shrews and brown bats and fairytale fairies

Come especially for Oma's Hail Mary's

Much to my very… surprise!

I sat in the shade that the lemon tree made

And I waited, she smiled as she said

"In the hour of our death, Amen"

Marking the end of her daily routine

Drank her cup of tea!

Play with me today, where the lemon trees banter

And walk with me away, to the gardens that grow

And the Orchids and Crotons

They dance under waters of silver and green

And the stray cats will frequently greet!