Green Gardens, Cold Montreal - Sloan

Green gardens, cold Montreal

Crooked picture that hang in the hall

It’s the golden days, golden day, gold, you recall on cue

Ooh-ooh, it’s old news

When the world revolved around you, yeah

Faculty members agreed to a certain degree

And the girl that followed the rules, yeah

Looked good on paper, but lacked a central theme

The coffee could use more cream

Friends blow away, blow away, blow like a cloud

Kids go away, go away, go it’s allowed

And all of the days spent close to your crowd were few

To the girl that followed the rules, yeah

It looked good on paper and gave it a college try

Now the ink and her humour is dry

Friends blow away, blow away, blow like a cloud

Kids go away, go away, go it’s allowed

And all of the days spent close to her crowd are through

Ooh-ooh, its the truth

Green gardens, cold Montreal