How many ropes must a woodsman steal
Before he's hanged from a branch?
Yes, ’n’ how many times can a white glove probe
Before it slips from the hand?
Yes, ’n’ how many men will the cannibals gnaw
Before they eat their own clan?
The anther, my friend, is growin’ from a stem
The anther is growin’ from a stem

How many years must a fountain exist
Before it shifts to its teens?
Yes, ’n’ how many steers can some vegans resist
Before they’re allowed to eat beef?
Yes, ’n’ how many times must a man turn his head
Before he can see his own cheeks?
The anther, my friend, is holdin’ pollen in
The anther is holdin’ pollen in

How many schemes must a man cook up
Before he's served his last pie?
Yes, ’n’ how many beers can one man chug
Before he will drink pee and sigh?
Yes, ’n’ how many debts must a faith have to know
That too many steeples ain't wise?
The anther, my friend, is coaxin’ insects in
The anther is coaxin’ insects in