Из альбома: Furr
Yeah, when I was only 17,
I could hear the angels whispering
So I droned into the words and
Wondered aimlessly about till
I heard my mother shouting through the fog
It turned out to be the howling of a dog
Or a wolf to be exact
The sound sent shivers down my back
But I was drawn into the pack
And before long, they allowed me
To join in and sing their song
So from the cliffs and highest hill, yeah
We would gladly get our fill,
Howling endlessly and shrilly at the dawn
And I lost the taste for judging right from wrong
For my flesh had turned to fur, yeah
And my thoughts, they surely were turned to
Instinct and obedience to God
You can wear your fur
Like the river on fire
But you better be sure
If you're makin' God a liar
I'm a rattlesnake, babe,
I'm like fuel on fire
So if you're gonna' get made,
Don't be afraid of what you've learned
On the day that I turned 23,
I was curled up underneath a dogwood tree
When suddenly a girl
With skin the color of a pearl,
Wandered aimlessly,
But she didn't seem to see
She was listenin' for the angels just like me
So I stood and looked about
I brushed the leaves off of my snout
And then I heard my mother shouting through the trees
You should have seen that girl go shaky at the knees
So I took her by the arm
We settled down upon a farm
And raised our children up as
Gently as you please
And now my fur has turned to skin
And I've been quickly ushered in
To a world that I confess I do not know
But I still dream of running careless through the snow
An' through the howlin' winds that blow,
Across the ancient distant flow,
It fill our bodies up like water till we know
You can wear your fur
Like the river on fire
But you better be sure
If you're makin' God a liar
I'm a rattlesnake, babe,
I'm like fuel on fire
So if you're gonna' get made,
Don't be afraid of what you've learned