In this garden full of good

Lies a garden full of evil

Awaits strange, bizarre,

Unusual people

Here is where

Tripping and nobody cares

Here is where

The setting sun is never feared

It goes on and on and on

Oh, it never ends

It goes on and on and on

Welcome My Friends...



Beneath The Tree of heaven

Lies The Horror Of The Clay

Beneath The Tree of heaven

Come as you please, do as you may



Crooked minds

Like a crooked tree

Never caring where one's branches have been

or where they're gonna be

People so seedy

People so greedy

But in the end,

Ain't we all a little needy?