Uproot them

Tell me Mary,
Cheap whore fairy,
How's your garden growing,
Tonight?
There's pretty bells here,
But rotten smells here,
Cos the Goths,
Drip cyanide.


Take these weeds,
by flower or stem, (uproot them)
Uproot them!
Uproot them!
(repeat)

So hard you pluck,
You're out of luck.
These weeds,
Have grown too well.
Unsightly rythms,
Like Abba vines.
Consigned,
To glasshouse hells.

Take these weeds,
by flower or stem, (uproot them)
Uproot them!
Uproot them!
(repeat 4 times)

Tell me Mary,
My cheap whore fairy,
How's your garden growing,
Tonight?

Take these weeds,
by flower or stem, (uproot them)
Uproot them!
Uproot them!
(repeat 4 times)

Take these weeds!
Have grown too well.
These weeds!
Like Abba vines,
These weeds!
In glasshouse hells,
These weeds!
Drip cyanide.