Lyrics:

All my possessions and my personal effects
When I leave 'em behind, I wanna have no regrets
Forget living in a past life
'Cause it's creeping up behind me
When 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 first 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

The autumn and winter
The spring and the summer
The lightning and thunder