I can`t hide, no
On the mantle
I`m not sad
Tilling that hoe
It`s the season
I`m all reason
I have seen
All I have grown
Sheared at the seams
Cheat on me
And not seen
At the seams
I`m a lender
I`m a planter
I put something
In the garden
In the handle
On the mantle
I`m not Santa
I`m a god
I want a lady
Can you save me?
It`s the sulfur
I have grown
`Tis the season
I`m all reason
I have fleas
So run on home
