Chief Newferviser

Chief Newferviser Verse 1 He enters the garden like he signed the estate big black executive, chronically late sniffs every rose like a licensing board deeply concerned by a decorative gourd The pool is expensive, the terrace is clean he drags in a branch like a hostile regime the gloves disappear, no witness, no proof just one muddy pawprint and hair on the roof Pre-Chorus He has no degree no plan, no clipboard but somehow he still looks extremely informed Chorus Chief Newferviser watching every leaf head of compost relations and unauthorized beef Chief Newferviser paws on the masterplan quality control means sitting down on everything he can Verse 2 He circles the flowerbeds, solemn and wide like someone promoted by accident and pride he stares at the gardeners, gravelly calm then steals their attention, a glove and a palm The orangerie glows like a billionaire dream he chooses one puddle and crowns it supreme marble and lavender, trimmed to perfection he rolls in the dirt with managerial conviction Pre-Chorus He came for the moss he stayed for the power he’s lost in the mulch for at least half an hour Chorus Chief Newferviser guardian of the hose senior stick consultant and inspector of the crows Chief Newferviser fur in every grand design he lives in luxury by accident but thinks like mud is divine Bridge He doesn’t believe in class unless it’s grass he doesn’t chase status unless it’s a leaf moving fast He rejects the pool prefers questionable ground a furry aristocrat with the soul of a hound Break / Spoken He is not available for meetings unless they involve snacks or compost or dramatic surveillance of absolutely nothing Final Chorus Chief Newferviser ruler of the beet brigade all aesthetics, no obedience every schedule rearranged Chief Newferviser soft as myth, large as debt he supervises the whole estate with zero useful skill set Outro Chief newferviser mud on marble hair on velvet heart of gold brain of soup legend of the garden department