Avant Gardener

I sleep in late
 Another day
 Oh what a wonder
 Oh what a waste
 It's a Monday
 It's so mundane
 What exciting things
 Will happen today?
 The yard is full of hard rubbish it's a mess and
 I guess the neighbours must think we run a meth lab
 We should ammend that
 I pull the sheets back
 It's 40 degrees
 And I feel like i'm dying
 Life's getting hard in here
 So I do some gardening
 Anything to take my mind away from where it's s'posed to be
 The nice lady next door talks of green beds
 And all the nice things that she wants to plant in them
 I wanNa grow tomatoes on the front steps
 Sunflowers, bean sprouts, sweet corn and radishes
 I feel pro-active
 I pull out weeds
 All of a sudden
 I'm having trouble breathing in
 I'm having trouble breathing in
 I'm having trouble breathing in
 I'm having trouble breathing in
 Ooh, ooh
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 My hands are shaky
 My knees are weak
 I can't seem to stand
 On my own two feet
 I'm breathing but I'm wheezing
 Feel like I'm emphysem-in'
 My throat feels like a funnel
 Filled with weetabix and kerosene and
 Oh no, next thing i know
 They call up triple O
 I'd rather die than owe the hospital
 Till I get old
 I get adrenalin
 Straight to the heart
 I feel like Uma Thurman
 Post-overdosing kick start
 Reminds me of the time
 When I was really sick and I
 Had too much psuedoefedryn and I
 Couldn't sleep at night
 Halfway down high street, Andy looks ambivalent
 He's probably wondering what I'm doing getting in an ambulance
 The paramedic thinks I'm clever cos I play guitar
 I think she's clever cos she stops people dying
 Anaphylactic and super hypocondriactic
 Should've stayed in bed today
 I much prefer the mundane
 I take a hit from
 An asthma puffer
 I do it wrong
 I was never good at smoking bongs
 I'm not that good at breathing in
 I'm not that good at breathing in
 I'm not that good at breathing in
 Ooh, ooh
 Ooh, ooh