They don't care about You and me Obviously No not us We're the mountain people So far away from those Tree lined streets Look so neat Not for us No fat chance We're the mountain people They seek us in the valley They'll seek us on the plain They own the milk and runny honey And they're not quite the same And we Live together under Fantasy Oak trees In the dark We make sparks So unique We're the mountain people Curiosity comes to Plead with me Vanity Strangles me Pulls me Shakes me down We're the mountain people They seek us in the valley They'll seek us on the plain They own the milk and runny honey And they're not quite the same Because They don't care about You and me Obviously Hand-me-down Culture Waiting for the vulture Yes-yes-yes We're the mountain people Hibernation comes so early This year Dig the peat Pile it high Let it dry One last chance at ignorance No fat chance We're the mountain people One short blast was Followed by Two longer ones Short blast Long blast Coming for the outcast Put me in a deep freeze And I'll sneeze We're the mountain people From a distance I can see them Pacing Upstream Slowly Ruthlessly Onwards Steady Nets and cages Open Ready Long term memory Soothes me Worry Take me Break me Any way you fancy Deep freeze put me in it and I'll sneeze, a Deep freeze put me in it and I'll sneeze, a Deep freeze put me in it and I'll sneeze, a Deep freeze put me in it