Bubba in the Garden
[Verse1]
Bubba’s standing solitary, lonesome in the garden
Pluck a hundred twenty cherries, throw them in the fountain
Walk straight forward, peek inside, there’s nothing in the hedges
Spin around and fall straight down and end up floating breathless

[Verse 2]
Bubba barely holding on, suspended by her necklace
Look upside down, go drive through town, discover all the bridges
Bubba cannot be contained by simple rustic fridges
Bubba must now be restrained by endless rabid pigeons

[Verse 3]
Bubba found a flower, it grew up to be a demon
Terrorized a village, came back to its pot just beaming
If Bubba can’t control her pets she might as well just leave them
Let them flourish on their own without her interfering