Indoor Soccer

Headdresses on a shroud
Massive machete, that 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 pals
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 freeze kitties on their breaks
The cats meow, you hem and howl
Don’t have to use a safe word
In bathrooms stalls, pedestrian malls
And psycho clinic shower heads, you use them cleverly
Didn’t you forget balloons on my birthday?
Why did you fuck with my self-esteem, 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 tangled lore of the secret garden
I fucking hate playing indoor soccer