There's a woman hater with a broken record playernAnd a dusty compass out to map the country's new behaviornStrange words and we all roll back into the rivernWith brave boys and the empty coats of mennnThere's a kitchen timer, distractions and remindersnLike a roly-poly slowly crawling across your family chinanStrange words and we all roll back into the rivernWhere dead dogs only want to live againnnThere's a serpent charmer with a pair of shoes in waternAnd a speeding ticket you got leading that last lamb to slaughternStrange words and we all roll back into the rivernWhere good girls come and kick you in the shinnnThere's a hopeful hunter with a hapless sense of wondernAnd a million claw marks on the rock he hid his money undernStrange words and we all roll back into the rivernAnd made men only want to live again