There was a girl I knew as a child nHer name was dandelion and I loved how she smiled nBut all the kids at school they could be so cruel nAnd they'd ask her what is was like to be a weed nnAnd all the lilacs and the lilies felt supreme nBecause their parents could buy them very nice things nBut little dandelion wore ugly clothes nHer mother could not afford to dress her daughter as a rose nnDandelion child do you know how pretty you are nDo you know how pretty you are nnAnd little dandelion grew and grew nShe learned things weren't any easier after high school nBecause the world loves roses to and they called her a weed nThey tried to cut her down and destroy her seed nnBut she said your thick green poisons can't contain me nAnd your fat men on lawnmowers will never erase me nI've had to be stronger then those roses you prune nIt's taken all my strength just to make it through june nnDandelion child do you know how pretty you are nDo you know how pretty you are nnThere was a girl I used to know nAnd all she wanted in life was a safe place to grow nBut even in the garden- kindness has been banned nYeah the sign on the door reads weeds aren't allowed in this land nGet out, get out, no weeds aren't allowed in this land