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When I arrive, I like to step through the door

The one down by the fire pit that stands by itself

Metaphorically speaking, it can take me anywhere I want

Like a weekend of adventure and pure unadulterated fun

Pay my respects to the fox on the hill

He was created by everybody here

Because a slice of the ticket price

Goes to funding independent artists

They bring their work into the garden, so everybody can enjoy it

Now through the Portaloo to a field of sunflowers

Head to toe in illuminous paint, dancing to David Rodigan

Or out on the pagoda, stomping through the afternoon

In a boat on the lake, watching dragonflies make love

And now he's flying down the hill on a five-year-old's bike

He knows full well he's never gonna make that jump

But the Wonky Olympics never fail to draw a crowd

And there's a long line of gardeners ready to scream and shout

From the Small World Artful Badger to the Dance Off boxing ring

Big Top Little Top with Liability Eden

So many things to see and do, so many sounds to keep you dancing

Brothers and sisters, this is a serious party

They say it's not about the music, but of course it is

It's about all of the wonderful things that go along with it

It's about the drugs and the hedonism

It's about the art and the colour of the rhythm

And celebrating all the different forms of creativity

Memories and friends will be made

At the Secret Garden Party

I used to sing my songs in the Conspiracy Camp

Once I did an E! live on stage

And every Sunday afternoon, I'll be where the wild things are

I played that stage so much, I became part of the furniture

Now I'm sitting on the van in the blue car park

An aeroplane in the sky draws a massive heart

I lean over to Lizzy B and tell her that I love her so

I can't wait to hold her close tonight

And watch the big fireworks show

Back when this party started, there was nothing quite like it

Fifteen years ago, no one else was really doing this