There's a cold black sun
Burnin' way down low
Where the bird don't sing
And the wind don't blow
You can shut your eyes
You can curse and spit
But you're gonna fall down now, baby, into that pit
There's a cold black storm
And it's comin' your way
Better get on your knees
Girl you'd better pray
It'll break your stones
It'll shake your trees
Then we'll all be twistin', baby, in the summer breeze
There's a cold black dog
Outside your door
Gonna lead you down
By the river shore
When you hear him howl
Better talk real sweet
'Cause there ain't no world left, baby, under your feet