All the, small men
Sit there, starin',
in your, Garden
I can't, Stand them

Always, i know,
they're there, in a row
plotting, waiting, they're up to something

watering cans, in their small hands, in their small den, these stange, little men

na na na....

When out, my house,
they walk, around
when I, Come home,
they're back, as gnomes

watering cans, in their small hands, in their small den, these little men

na na na....

watering cans, in their small hands, in their small den, these little men
You think im insane, but they are a pain, i tried to bin them, but their back again..
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na...