Chris Farley Songtext
A garden grows
Over your bones
Buried in the backyard
As if new skin
Of leaf rakes
And rattlesnakes
We make a beautiful pile
Of leaves
I'm the last to
Know what I'm saying
I have forgotten
More than I've learned
I am an idiot
Right man, idiot
It is said with
An embarrassing
Sincerity
No one unloved
No one unloved
No one unloved
No one unloved
No one unloved
Over your bones
Buried in the backyard
As if new skin
Of leaf rakes
And rattlesnakes
We make a beautiful pile
Of leaves
I'm the last to
Know what I'm saying
I have forgotten
More than I've learned
I am an idiot
Right man, idiot
It is said with
An embarrassing
Sincerity
No one unloved
No one unloved
No one unloved
No one unloved
No one unloved
