Martha has a madman
Standing hidden in the shadows
He's got a long curved Turkish dagger
With a bejewelled handle
He's tellin' her the world is full of freaks and geeks and simples
And he's hiding like a leprechaun under stones and in the ripples
In the pool of time she thought she knew it - but someone threw a stone into it
Which breaks up the surface and it's making her nervous and it's true
What can she do - - - yes it's true
What can she do - - -
Martha yes I guess you'll have to wait around - another thousand years
Martha's gettin' nervous
As she wanders through his valley
Where the shadows always frightening
And the whispers tell her stories