Fern Dell

These are the thoughts that keep me up at night Asleep with the dogs, all bark and no bite In love with a fool feasting for my eyes Fern Dell, Fern Dell I thought I knew you well Follow the kicks and punches with the rest Rearranged the furniture, hoping it would make more sense It didn't make a difference, it only made a bigger mess Fern Dell, Fern Dell I thought I knew you well Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha Oooooh... Here comes Malone fresh in from the cure Slaughtered the sheep lined up on my windowsill Something's got a hold on me Regrettably you never will Fern Dell, Fern Dell Oh, Fern Dell, Fern Dell I thought I knew you well I thought I knew you well