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