(Octopus' Garden)
I'd like to be
Out near the sea
In an octogenarian's garden
Without shade
He'd let us in
Knows where we've been
In his octogenarian’s garden
Without shade
I'd ask my friends
To come and see
An octogenarian's garden
With me
I'd like to be
Out near the sea
In an octogenarians's garden
Without shade
There would be gnomes
Where we would roam
In our little hideaway
Along the way
The grass is dead
Cement instead
In an octogenarian's garden
Without shade
We would sing
And dance around
Because we know
We can't be found
I'd like to be
Out near the sea
In an octogenarian's garden
Without shade
We would shout
And lark about
The flowers that lie
Among the pots and trays
(lie Among the pots and tray)
There is a rose
So pleasant on the nose
Among the pebbles
And the rocks
(Pebbles and the rocks)
We would be so happy
You and me
No one there to tell us
What to do
I'd like to be
Out near the sea
In an octogenarian's garden
With you
In an octogenarian's garden
With you
In an octogenarian's garden
With you