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Atomic Garden Lyrics Artist(Band):Bad Religion
but nobody wants to play in my garden. I see the hippies on an angry line, guess they don't get my meaning, I'm enchanted by the birds in my blossoms, I'm enamored by young lovers on the weekend, I like the Forth of July, when bombs start flashing, and I wish I had a shiny red top, a bugle with a big brass bell would cheer me up, or maybe something bigger that could really go pop! so I could make the gardening stop come out to play, come out to play, and we'll pretend it's Christmas Day in my atomic all my scientists are working on a deadline, so my psychologist is working day and nighttime, they say they know what's best for me, but they don't know what they're doing, and I'm glad I'm not Gorbachev, 'cause I'd wiggle all night, like jelly in a pot, at least he's got a garden with a fertile plot, and a party that will never stop, Come out to play Come out to play And we'll pretend its Christmas day in my atomic I hope there's nothing wrong out there, I'm watching from my room inside my room Come out to play Come out to play And we'll pretend its Christmas day In my atomic GARDEN If you find some error in Atomic Garden Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to luke gordon for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Atomic Garden The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Bad Religion" Music | | ||||||||||||
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