I quiet place, a quiet town
And at night you´ll hear, the dinosaurs stuck in the swamps
You´ll hear the cows bellowing, and falling over asleep
You´ll spot a leg on the edge of your headlights
And they keep coming, coming for you
They are after you, this is what it comes down to
And the only thing you´ll see... are the animals perched on the wires
And you will find the killing hordes
You´ll find yourself drawing circles in the mud
And you will find, that he is only a man in a bearsuit
And they keep coming, coming for you
They are after you, this is what it comes down to
