Out in the garden, darkness sets
The chickens in bed whilst the moon wakes up the flowers
I listen in to the owls
[Chorus]
Alex says, "Cut the grass"
You don't make friends with gnomes like that
Trim the hedge, pull up plants
Their little town's not going to last
Going to last
[Verse 2]
Hide from the moment and cabbages
And trinkets under my bedroom
Out of the window, I hope he doesn't come any closer
[Chorus]
Alex says, "Cut the grass"
You don't make friends with gnomes like that
Trim the hedge, pull up plants
Their little town's not going to last
Going to last