Текст песни
When the sun goes down in my hometown
Nobody goes to sleep
Campfire lights most every night
Towns -folk all gather to feast
Dancing shadows paint the sand
And Lorelei thinks its neat
The way the fire seems to know
Just how to create heat
No one in town can afford the food
So they feast on the stories of
Good Dr Woodenhead
He tells them Sad Animal Stories
They sing Sad Animal Songs
They live most of their lives in quiet desperation
Everyone loves Dr Woodenhead
Railroads came and changed the town
Industry never sleeps
TV lights most every night
Shadows are hideouts for thieves