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In a garden, stands a statue⦠Of the man who won the war
His expression, tender yearning⦠Evâry nation near and far
Oh sad and ancient father
Sweet as honey, tough as leather
Running down the hill on Christmas day
I am an apeâI stand and wait
A masterpieceâa hairy beast
I move so fastâbut take a chance
And come up closeâIâm not a ghost
Navigator, when you wake up⦠And you step outside your door
Shoes and pantiesâwashed and folded⦠Taking o your dirty clothes
This garden tells a story
Amber close up, faded glory
Running through the streets on Christmas day
I am an apeâI stand and wait
A masterpieceâa hairy beast
Try not to laughâjust take a chance
I visitedâinside your head
If you trespassâin this garden⦠To a place you should not go
If you step out, from the shadows⦠See the city far below
I am an apeâI stand and wait
A masterpieceâa hairy beast
No need to hideâcome on inside
I will not lastâI too shall pass
- Album:
- Brass Tactics
- Love This Giant