W this hatred is the death
Of a garden that was green
All of God's souls on a vine
Now there ain't no happiness
Some got it left on the side
Some got it just on the right
We all think we know it all
Find the middle, begin to crawl
I don't wanna be no president
He's always hated by half of them
I just wanna be a lovin' fool
Just live that golden rule
All this hatred is the death
Of a garden that was green
All of God's souls on the vine
Now there ain't no happiness
And I have to say W .G .L.
I don't wanna be no president
Cause he's always hated by half of them
Just wanna be some lovin' fool
Tryin' to live that golden rule
I don't wanna be no president
I just wanna be some lovin' fool
I'm tryin' to live like Gordon Roole
All this hatred is the death
Of a garden that was green
For the tomb of L -O -V -E
All of God's souls are mine
Now there ain't no happiness