Episode Details

I see the Poundhog in your eyes And if you’d care to be the broodmare of the winter Leave your identity at the top of the crevasse I know your anticipation's growing Please send your vehicle down the river And if you’d care to be the broodmare of the winter Leave your identity at the top of the crevasse The stumps have been rubbed by rumps The music of the milk The antagonist’s bones have worn the mist all night Is this courtship going to happen? It’s already done my sweet My sweet little... Your name is now the Poundhog's missus You'll never have to worry about getting mail So glad you chose to be The broodmare of the winter They’ll build your effigy at the top of the crevasse Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals Nick Nunziata - Drums, Guitar, Vocals