Good evening friendsBetter come gather round here on this sabbath SundayCome on and slap your handsThere's a hot wind and it's blowing through our townAfter the storm, after the fireDon't teach your boys to killAnd when is the storm?When is the fire?When all your women are stillI say when all your women are stillCurse it hard, curse it goodMake a lesson and nail its hide to the neighbourhoodI say curse it hard, curse it goodMake a lesson and nail its hide to the neighbourhoodNeighbourhoodAnd I took a blanketAnd I wrapped it around her, around her sweet old headDown in the river, that's where I found herNow pretty soon now she's going to be deadSo after the storm, after the fireDon't teach your boys to killHear me, when is the storm?When is the fire?When all your women are stillI say when all your women are stillSo curse it hard, curse it goodMake a lesson and nail its hide to the neighbourhoodCurse it hard, curse it goodMake a lesson and nail its hide to the neighbourhoodHear me, neighbourhoodNeighbourhoodGood evening friendsBetter come gather round here on this sabbath SundayCome on and slap your handsThere's a hot wind and it's blowing through our townAfter the storm, after the fireDon't teach your boys to killWhen is the storm?When is the fire?When all your women are stillSo curse it hard, curse it goodMake a lesson and nail its hide to the neighbourhoodHear me spank it hard, spank it goodMake a lesson and nail its hide to the neighbourhoodI say neighbourhoodIn my neighbourhoodNeighbourhood