You've been away for such a long, long time   Gone from the brickyard, gone from the mine   All these unfamiliar places used to find your measured paces   Now it's all arriving, now it's all just fine      I thought perhaps we could sit down for tea   Nein, was the cold reply of Frau ecstasy      Sitting on a mossy stump, among all the bottles drunk   Breathe cold against the air   All I smell your ragweed hair, smoked to the bone   Soaked to the bone I'm all alone, poor me      I thought perhaps we could sit down to tea   Nein, was the cold response of Frau ecstasy      Hey, who's that old man in the overalls   His cows lick the ice from off the stable walls   Hey, who's that old man in the overalls   His cows licked the ice from off the stable walls