Indoor Soccer

Big whatever to the pussyfooting feathered (?)
adresses on the shroud
Massive machete either shit is getting heavy
Though you knew me, don't know me now

Don't you let down my good friends
Don't you fuck with my palls
Straight through the town
You drive around
Quit following my friends
All over the secret garden
All over the secret garden
He lives in the secret garden

Jerks at work frees kidys on their bags
That taunts me out you hint and hound on after use and
Save from bathrooms stalls, pedestrian malls
And psycho clinic showered heads you use 'em cleverly

Didn't you forget ballons and my birthday
Why did you fuck with my self steem, man?
Straight through the town
You drive around
I need a line to my head, space

All over the secret garden
All over the secret garden
He lives in the secret garden
It's not invincible, no, my darling
I'm not invincible when I fall
The tangle go in the secret garden
I fucking hate playing indoor soccer