Martha has a madman   Standing hidden in the shadows   He's got a long curved Turkish dagger   With a bejewelled handle      He's tellin her the world is full of freaks and geeks and simples and he's   Hiding like a leprechaun under stones and in the ripples   In the pool of time she thought she knew it - but someone threw a stone into   it   Which breaks up the surface and it's makin' her nervous and it's true   What can she do - - - yes it's true   What can she do - - -   Martha yes I guess you'll have to wait around - another thousand years      Martha's gettin' nervous as she wanders   Through his valley   Where the shadows always frightening   And the whispers tell her stories