Lyrics
Drag a red herring 'cross the trail
Singing songs, telling tales
This is how, they prevail
Meek as a lamb, gentle as a flower
Where have they gone? Did they take your daughter?
Joyous laughs, with open arms
This is how the weak are worn
Supply and demand take more and more
Lost in a pack hysteria
Well behaved, with nice manners
This is how they pick the right one
Wrong directions with unhappy endings
Where have they gone? Lost in high water
