Octogenarian's Garden

 

Octogenarian's Garden

(Octopus' Garden)

 

I'd like to be

Out near the sea

In an octogenarian's garden

Without shade

 

He'd let us in

Knows where we've been

In his octogenarian’s garden

Without shade

 

I'd ask my friends

To come and see

An octogenarian's garden

With me

 

I'd like to be

Out near the sea

In an octogenarians's garden

Without shade

 

There would be gnomes

Where we would roam

In our little hideaway

Along the way

 

The grass is dead

Cement instead

In an octogenarian's garden

Without shade

 

We would sing

And dance around

Because we know

We can't be found

 

I'd like to be

Out near the sea

In an octogenarian's garden

Without shade

 

We would shout

And lark about

The flowers that lie

Among the pots and trays

(lie Among the pots and tray)

 

There is a rose

So pleasant on the nose

Among the pebbles

And the rocks

(Pebbles and the rocks)

 

We would be so happy

You and me

No one there to tell us

What to do

 

I'd like to be

Out near the sea

In an octogenarian's garden

With you

 

In an octogenarian's garden

With you

In an octogenarian's garden

With you