I cannot recommend the cherries

Hanging low from this old tree

They glow on the moonless nights and taste

A bit like paraffin

It's been a decade since it happened

And we're told we can return

But may be best to boil the water

Ignore the afterburn

I have an extra hand to hold you with

I have an even tan to show off with

A chest like Annapurna

A heart of precious stone

Maybe a slow burner but there's steel in them dry bones

Mountain man learned to be patient

In a world that keeps mutating

My oh my just look at how we have grown

And the Geiger counter's ticking

Mountain man is coming close

Been two year's the baby's kicking

A hundred little toes

Mountain man may be a virgin

Aren't we all