(chanting).
(shaking maraca, drumming).
♪ ♪ ♪ I laid me down ♪ ♪ Upon a bank ♪ ♪ Where Love ♪ ♪ Lay sleeping ♪ ♪ And I heard ♪ ♪ Among the rushes dank ♪ ♪ A Weeping ♪ ♪ Weeping ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Then I went to the heath and the wild ♪ ♪ To the thistles and thorns of the waste ♪ ♪ And they told me how they were beguiled ♪ ♪ Driven out, and compelled to be chaste ♪ ♪ I went to the Garden of Love ♪ ♪ And saw what I never had seen ♪ ♪ A chapel was built in the midst ♪ ♪ Where I used to play on the green ♪ ♪ And the gates of this chapel were shut ♪ ♪ And "Thou shalt not," writ on the door ♪ ♪ So I turned to the Garden of Love ♪ ♪ That so many sweet flowers bore ♪ ♪ Heya heya haaa weya heya haa ♪ ♪ Wey hey na ha na heya haaaa hey ♪ ♪ Woo ♪ ♪ Heya heya haaa weya heya haa ♪ ♪ Wey hey na ha na heya haaaa ♪ ♪ Woo ♪ ♪ And I saw it was filled with graves ♪ ♪ And tombstones where flowers should be ♪ ♪ And priests in the black gowns ♪ ♪ Were walking their rou-ou-ou-ounds ♪ ♪ And binding ♪ ♪ With briars ♪ ♪ My ♪ ♪ Joys and desires ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I went to the Garden of Love ♪ ♪ I went to the Garden of Love ♪ ♪ I went to the Garden of Love ♪ ♪ I went to the Garden of Love ♪ ♪ Woo!
♪ ♪ Woo!
♪ ♪ Woo!
♪ ♪ Doo ♪ ♪ Doo-doo-doo ♪ ♪ Doo-doo-doo ♪ ♪ Woo!
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