Life is hard on the outer side, think I'll stay at home

In sedentary sanctuary, sheltered from the storms

Nothing there but the pouring rain

Hurricanes breaking the ground

 

In my glass conservatory beneath a breathless sky

Nursing in my nursery, greenery to get me by

One seven nine degrees below

I guess I'll stick around and watch the flowers grow

In their little rows

 

Enter the shelter, let your wings unfurl

Helter skelter out towards a brave new world

Enter the shelter, let your wings unfurl

Helter skelter out towards a brave new world

 

I'd rather be sailing on the sea in pea-green rhymes

Conversing and traversing while the blue moon shines

A circumstance of goodly chance

I'd be just fine, I'd be just fine

 

I am on the rooftop tending to my little rooftop garden

Little rooftop flowers in their little rooftop beds

I am in the greenhouse caring for my little greenhouse garden

Little greenhouse seedlings in their little greenhouse beds