Children: What a lamb to it's slaughter Buried in water
Down Under the ground There's a town there I've been down there In the middle of the lake I hold your hand for goodness sake
When the women and kid's are asleep The walls there And the skin of the sheep So lock all The windows and doors The Devil's coming for you and yours
Like a lamb to his slaughter Buried in water Buried in water
Buried in water
Children: Love was all that they could give. They died so other towns could live. They unburied bodies from the ground when they drowned our little town.
When the leaves Go floating away In the pale moonlight Bury anchors in our garden And we can let our heartbeats go