I met a lady down in Prathertown, two rocking chairs.
She said take a seat boy and Ill treat you fair.
Snake charmers cold infidels, get a running start.
Pick up the pieces in the graveyard and unbury my heart.
The wolf howls at midnight, the rooster at the dawn
Opossum minister where you been so long?
Montgomery Village kids, you just look like the type.
You sure you want to know the mysteries? Youre but a trifling height.
Families in their den, staring at the box
Opossum minister hen done killed the fox.
Eyes like clouds know you stare.
Count the minutes by the rocking of chairs.
Prathertown unincorporated,
May you stay far unrelated to the wicked ways of Montgomery Village.
Theres a darkness deep in their eyes, as if the sun dont rise.
Those poor afflicted people of Montgomery Village
Fake farmers, straight jezebels, you know the score.
Pick up the pieces in the graveyard and leave em at the door