Pigeons taking dusty baths
Donkeys kicking flies
Animals on the righteous path
That animals decry
Defaming and demoting us
They lift us to their place
At the table of their lust
Afraid of losing face
Scarlet flowers across the breast
Silk down to the hem
Torn to tatters in the mess
Of brawling bar-room men
A shot of whiskey on the grass
Takes me way back when
Playing cricket on the lawn
Wringing the necks of hens
People laughing, people fall
Guts all torn up rough
Dragging teeth right through your skin
Lying in the donkey's trough
Kicking all the children down
From the branches of the tallest trees
So much fun in the summertime
They land and break their knees
Can you see the buildings fall
They're landing at your feet
Slates are falling from the roofs
I catch them in my teeth
I'm just passing on my way
I'll see you sometime soon
You'll recognise me on that day
Wearing the skin of some raccoon