Fifteen Feet Of Pure White Snow (Westside Sessions)
Where is Mona? She's long gone Where is Mary? She's taken her along But they haven't put their mittens on And there's fifteen feet of pure white snow
Where is Michael? Where is Mark? Where is Mathew now it's getting dark? Where is John? They are all out back Under fifteen feet of pure white snow Would you please put down that telephone We're under fifteen feet of pure white snow
I waved to my neighbour My neighbour waved to me But my neighbour is my enemy I kept waving my arms till I could not see Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Is anybody out there please? It's too quiet in here and I'm beginning to freeze I've got icicles hanging from my knees Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Is there anybody here who feels this low? Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Raise your hands up to the sky Is it any wonder? Oh my Lord
Doctor, doctor, I'm going mad This is the worst day I've ever had I can't remember ever feeling this bad Under fifteen feet of pure white snow Where's my nurse I need some healing I've been paralysed by a lack of feeling I can't even find anything worth stealing Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Is there anyone else here who doesn't know? We're under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Raise your hands up to the sky Is it any wonder? Oh my Lord Save yourself! Help yourself!