Sweet Sweet Bulbs

Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, bulbs grow in my latest garden Warm, warm, warm, warm, warm sun-fingers wave In my latest garden Flowers dance, their faces brave Come talk freely in the garden of my lady Her hominy smile, her hominy snatch Only a crow would peck and a chicken would scratch Her lips turned up to kiss I see ya, Phoebe, baby, in your bonnet With the sunset written on it In the shadow of a tree curled around her knee in color And just behind ya was the sea of negativity Tinklin' like mercury in the wind Her feet kept by the ground, her toes bare brown Her carriage, she'd abandoned like a hand-me-down She walked back into nature, a queen uncrowned She had just recognized herself to be an heir to the throne Her garden gate swings lightly without weight Open to most anyone that needs a little freedom For God's sake Oh, come as many as you can In dark or light you're free to grow as flowers Share her throne and use her toothbrush and spend some interesting hours --- Sweet Sweet Bulbs - Captain Beefheart & the Magic Band