 I hear, hear the axe swinging. I hear, hear the axe swinging, man. I hear, hear the axe swinging. I hear, hear the axe swinging, man. The birds have been dark for five days. The little children have sprouted weight. Canine appetite roaming the lion in the mini-mall. Don't scrape the blind off. Round up, bound the van like a snowman. Don't weigh the truth.