The Girl with Wilderness in Her Garden [Studio]

Girl, oh Girl Girl, oh Girl Oh the girl with wilderness In her garden Leaves me startled and wanting no more Got back, locked up the door I want no one to know That I’m home Mighty mountains unfold Off the seashore To heal and cure Sunday morning unsold I am so stoned and I’m bored To the core Oh the mother of sun tan I want you to know that you're so cold Gone, I want you gone Gone, I want you gone Oh the girl with wilderness In her garden Tells me hard-earned stories and lore They say shouldn't take any more Should hang up before she drops the phone She's acting overly crass She nibbles upon contending bones She came down running at last Breaking the glass She spilled the wine On the floor Oh the mother of sun tan Is wearing a robe to see the pope Don't, reborn Don't, reborn Oh the girl with wilderness In her garden Is trying to rewrite horoscopes She keeps attacking her foes Trying her best to settle scores She goes on stealing ethos So I carefully chose To hide the words in a prose I kept on begging so hard Like a retard To cut me slack with her sword But the mother of sun tan Bartered her soul for cobblestones Gone, so wrong A backward somersault Oh the girl with wilderness In her garden Even irons the t-shirt that tore She goes on mopping the floor Rolling across in dirty clothes Then she struggles in dark Fixing the rips with threads of gold She cleaned off all liquor shops Drinking from flask Bottoms up, on the road Oh the mother of sun tan Lost every game she played alone Sounds, resound Sounds, resound Oh the girl with wilderness In her garden Uses jargons that I do not know I'd never give it a thought For even a bit, to switch the roles With cloak she's veiling her craft As if she's got no skills to hone I hopped in to river raft Giving up mending the holes In our boat Oh the mother of sun tan On the audience seat to see the probe Oh the mother of sun tan Has heard every tale gone untold