Once in Paris gardens i met Gustave Moreau
He painted me a picture
Hundred years ago
A hundred bees had punished me
They'd been knockin' on my door
Where busy people building' stukkas for the war
But now my friends i'm tellin' you
'Bout the fear of red'n'blue and busy people
Threw my ideas into a mega-power-loo...
Once in Holland garden i found a big brown thing
And crazy people told me to exchange for a ring