Once in Paris gardens i met Gustave Moreau He painted me a picture Hundred years ago A hundred bees had punished me They'd been knockin' on my door Where busy people building' stukkas for the war But now my friends i'm tellin' you 'Bout the fear of red'n'blue and busy people Threw my ideas into a mega-power-loo... Once in Holland garden i found a big brown thing And crazy people told me to exchange for a ring