Vārdi: Ween. Up On Th' Hill.

Up on th' hill
down by the river
by the ocean
across the field
by the word
of the boognish
lordy lordy lord
I'm comin' home

when I was younger
my mamma told me
she said 'gener,
I wanna smell it.'
then she smelled it
and it was smelly
and she said
lordy lordy lord
I'm comin' home

in a dream
said he was comin'
boognish was risin'
up from the mist
he held the scepter
of wealth and power
he said, 'by god,
I've come to take you home