Martha has a madman

Standing hidden in the shadows

He's got a long curved Turkish dagger

With a bejewelled handle



He's tellin her the world is full of freaks and geeks and simples and he's

Hiding like a leprechaun under stones and in the ripples

In the pool of time she thought she knew it - but someone threw a stone into

it

Which breaks up the surface and it's makin' her nervous and it's true

What can she do - - - yes it's true

What can she do - - -

Martha yes I guess you'll have to wait around - another thousand years



Martha's gettin' nervous as she wanders

Through his valley

Where the shadows always frightening

And the whispers tell her stories