Jethro Tull - Mayhem, Maybe Lyrics
When were working nights, the village roundThe old church becomes scary town.All curtained windows and bolted doorsBut never a eye to seeAs us fairy folks sweep from the hillNever caught us and never will.Pulling roses and daffodils ---Mayhem in the high degree.The blacksmith chased us all to ground.They searched all night --- we were never found.The tinker boys and the sheriffs menShaking the tallest tree.And we sat and watched the women hide.Laughed so much we split our sides.Scattered horses that they would ride ---Mayhem in the high degree.We crossed through fields of midnight greenOften heard but seldom seen.Tore along hedges,stripping leaves ---No-one could quite agreeWhether we came from north or south.We stole the screams from out their mouthsAnd go where no man would allowMayhem in the high degree.Like scaly carp and feathered swanTo natures world we do belong.We ride the thin winds of the nightAnd set dark spirits free.We terrify the mare and foal.The fox stood still and far too bold.So we strung him up, brush neatly folded ---Mayhem, maybe.
