And the bending, searching willow tree
Sweeping the twighlight underneath
The owl looks on as the sun goes down
The forest weeps a deathly howl
Something stirring deep inside
The trees stand deadly still tonight
The sullen river stops his flow
The ravens gather in the creeping cold
Slowly coming, slowly gathering
If you go down to the woods tonight, you're in for a big suprise
The Orchestra is coming to play before your very eyes
And everything you've ever been is in the show tonight
Wrapped up in your very own symphony
The farmers hands to the poets eyes
The bankers stash, the sweetest lies
Everybody down and the bottom of the pile
The hippies in a band on the camping site
Overland and under sea, everybody's playing hide and seek
You can't outrun your shadow today
The Orchestra's very, very hungry
Slowly coming, slowly gathering
Dont go down to the woods today, you really have no choice
The Orchestra is calling your name strictly you alone
All the hopes the terror the love, all you've ever been
Drowning in your very own symphony
And they're looking for recruits is it your lucky day?
if you've been a bad boy then Lord you'd better pray
Couse even the Devil wouldn't wish it on you
Endlessly playing humanities tune
But he's keeping score from one up to ten
And some of you Buggars go up to eleven
Stand to attention as they slaughter the fire
Of the life that you lived in the comfort of home
Don't go down to the woods tonight (x6)
Don't go down to the woods all alone
Sweeping the twighlight underneath
The owl looks on as the sun goes down
The forest weeps a deathly howl
Something stirring deep inside
The trees stand deadly still tonight
The sullen river stops his flow
The ravens gather in the creeping cold
Slowly coming, slowly gathering
If you go down to the woods tonight, you're in for a big suprise
The Orchestra is coming to play before your very eyes
And everything you've ever been is in the show tonight
Wrapped up in your very own symphony
The farmers hands to the poets eyes
The bankers stash, the sweetest lies
Everybody down and the bottom of the pile
The hippies in a band on the camping site
Overland and under sea, everybody's playing hide and seek
You can't outrun your shadow today
The Orchestra's very, very hungry
Slowly coming, slowly gathering
Dont go down to the woods today, you really have no choice
The Orchestra is calling your name strictly you alone
All the hopes the terror the love, all you've ever been
Drowning in your very own symphony
And they're looking for recruits is it your lucky day?
if you've been a bad boy then Lord you'd better pray
Couse even the Devil wouldn't wish it on you
Endlessly playing humanities tune
But he's keeping score from one up to ten
And some of you Buggars go up to eleven
Stand to attention as they slaughter the fire
Of the life that you lived in the comfort of home
Don't go down to the woods tonight (x6)
Don't go down to the woods all alone