Beautiful Gardens کے بول

Oh my, oh me What in the world' come over me? I'm seeing things that I should never see! Spiders in my eyelids and ghosts in the cheese What in the world's come over me? I've lost touch with reality Reality Reality Reality Oh my, o hme The dead walk the angry sea Vampire lesbos are after me I'm coming unhinged, weak in the knees I'm floating away from reality Reality Reality Reality Hear the wind whistle through my noggin Paliasades Park by Freddy Cannon Ride the void to outer space, Pull my eyeballs right out of my face A world of leatherwork and rubber ashtrays Beautiful gardens and all kinds of games Oh, I've had way too much of me And now I can't get back to reality Reality Reality Reality Reality That's enough.