Dusty hounds are made up when they know   Rusting crowns are made up of ancient gold      They creep then they slaughter   They creep then they slaughter      Crusty sounds are made up when they go   Crusty sounds they spread out when they blow      They creep in the waters   They creep then they water      What you thought was innocent   Does not make much sense, now to you   What you thought was in your head   Does not make much sense now to you   (don't you call me, darling, darling)   I doubt, they'll creep back up on you      Must we find an other place to go   Must we find an other field to hoe      They creep then they slaughter   T'was sweet but they caught us      What you thought was innocent   Does not make much sense, now to you   What you thought was in your head   Does not make much sense now to you   (don't you call me, darling, darling)   Oooouu I doubted...   They'll creep back up on you      Dusty hounds are made up when they know   Rusting crowns are made up of ancient gold   They creep then they slaughter