There will be no hunting season this year:
All the hunters have been poisoned by an old deer.
And in the cities and the towns
All the banks are closed down.
The bankers have all gone home
To make love to their wives like they were twenty-five.

And if you lie down by the road side,
And if you lie down by the road side...
Live some kind of sign by the road side.

There will be no hunting season this year,
All the hunters have been poisoned by an old deer.