| Hill-Man |
|---|
| Hey, arrow in the forehead |
| Whoa, woman at the back gate |
| Hey, face like a nitwit |
| Whoa, seein' the sinkin' ship up |
| And down the fuckin' hill |
| Hey, roots comin' from the legs |
| Whoa, out the soil |
| Must be stumps made of a hill planted here |
| Gotten somethin' solid between the ears |
