Hibernation Song

It's man versus nature, it’s nature versus man
The referee just threw a stopwatch in a garbage can
And I'm [bleeding] nervous and I'm digging for [acorns]
‘Cause I am a skinny scavenger preparing for a [time of] hibernation

And winter is marching in on me
Winter is marching in through the back door
And the saints are closing in on me
‘Cause I am not one of them anymore
I am not one of them anymore
I am not one of them

I got nothing I can worship, I got nowhere to turn
Religion is my [egghand] but my [egghand] is in my hands
They are shaking, my veins are getting blue
My eyes are the broken windows my soul just jumped through

Winter is marching in on me
Winter is marching in through the back door
And the saints are closing in on me
‘Cause I am not one of them anymore
I am not one of them anymore

I spend nine months in my momma’s belly
But I won't spend another night with you
Maybe if I was getting kissed but it's obvious I'm only getting -

It's men against women, it's women versus men
The referee just threw a stopwatch in the garbage can
I [rented] out your heart, you turned mine to pieces
‘Cause everybody knows love makes the world spin on its [axis]

Winter is marching in on us
Winter is marching in because it can
The saints are closing in on us
And they've got confetti in their hands
And they've got confetti in their hands
And they’ve got confetti in their hands