I met a lady down in Prathertown, two rocking chairs.nShe said take a seat boy and I’ll treat you fair.nSnake charmers cold infidels, get a running start.nPick up the pieces in the graveyard and unbury my heart.nnThe wolf howls at midnight, the rooster at the dawnnOpossum minister where you been so long?nnMontgomery Village kids, you just look like the type.nYou sure you want to know the mysteries? You’re but a trifling height.nnFamilies in their den, staring at the boxnOpossum minister hen done killed the fox.nnEyes like clouds know you stare.nCount the minutes by the rocking of chairs.nnPrathertown unincorporated,nMay you stay far unrelated to the wicked ways of Montgomery Village.nThere’s a darkness deep in their eyes, as if the sun don’t rise.nThose poor afflicted people of Montgomery VillagennFake farmers, straight jezebels, you know the score.nPick up the pieces in the graveyard and leave ‘em at the door.nnThe master-plan unfolds, silent sinisternIs there any hope left Opossum Minister?nnEyes like clouds know you stare.nCount the minutes by the rocking of chairs.nnPrathertown unincorporated,nMay you stay far unrelated to the wicked ways of Montgomery Village.nThere’s a darkness deep in their eyes, as if the sun don’t rise.nThose poor afflicted people of Montgomery VillagennPrathertown unincorporated,nMay you stay far unrelated to the wicked ways of Montgomery Village.nThere’s a darkness deep in their eyes, as if the sun don’t rise.nThose poor afflicted people of Montgomery Village