It's Catching On

All my possessions and my personal effects

When I leave 'em behind, I wanna have no regrets

Forget living in a past life

When it's creeping up behind me

And I can't remember last night

There's always something there to remind me

I think that it's catching on

I'll move out to Saskatchewan

You're never gonna see me again

Hellfire and hailstones come down from the sky

The first second coming and the sweet by and by

Almost feel religious

When it's rattling all the windows

I'm in the kitchen washing dishes

Whichever way the wind blows, it's gonna blow

I think that it's catching on

I'll move out to Saskatchewan

You're never gonna see me again