Fern Dell

These are the thoughts

that keep me up at night

Asleep with the dogs,

all bark and no bite

In love with a fool feasting

for my eyes

Fern Dell, Fern Dell

I thought I knew you well

Follow the kicks

and punches with the rest

Rearranged the furniture,

hoping it would make more sense

It didn't make a difference,

it only made a bigger mess

Fern Dell, Fern Dell

I thought I knew you well

Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha

Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha

Oooooh...

Here comes Malone fresh

in from the cure

Slaughtered the sheep lined up

on my windowsill

Something's got a hold on me

Regrettably you never will

Fern Dell, Fern Dell

Oh, Fern Dell, Fern Dell

I thought I knew you well

I thought I knew you well