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