3 years old
St. Nicholas Day
God came into the house
And stood in the doorway
In a brown overall

And that's when it left
All the crippeling fear
The boundaries in mind

Down we go
The volcanos
Deep in [bad word] we roam
And wrestle the devil
In his own house

There's no excuse
Let's try and fail
And be winning still

And then if we fall
Let us fall so hard
Right on the face
That we won't recover
No get back up
We'll proudly lie
Or we will succeed