All along the riverbank nobody seems to know   They heard nothing, saw even less of the hunger in their souls   Safety first or safety last I wish I could have helped   Those poor unfortunate widows standing waiting for their sailor boys      Madame nhu, yes madame knew   Down they came to look around that riverbank   For names or numbers or anything they could find written there   On the wall      Cause somebody seemed to know but no one was prepared to tell   Anything they'd learnt to love about long ago   And the cold people getting colder   Like babysitters in their graves      Satisfying heretic vicars passing on   Send them running on ahead picking up the wendy trash instead   Like foulmouth people openheart surgery creatures   Crawling back inside of you      All along the riverbank nobody will ever know   What fools and their monies sailors and their honeys   Got stung one evening there   Cause the stones around their necks are the stones on the riverbank