Song parody of
In the Country Now (feat. Rob Smith)
by Masonic Kitchen
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You enter the valley as the sun goes down
Savouring the silence as it settles around
The night is cool and the air is still
You fasten up your coat against the evening chill
You're in the country now
You're in the country now
By a twisted oak there's an ancient inn
And they don't serve your whiskey or your city gin
All they serve is the local brew
So you ask for one but you stay for two
You're in the country now
You're in the country now
You settle yourself by the fireplace
And one by one the locals start to show their faces
In the flames soft light a friendly smile
They haven't seen a stranger here for quite a while
You're in the country now
You're in the country now
Their ways are not your ways
Their god is not the god you praise
Their ways are not your ways
Their god is not the god you praise
And they start to sing some ancient song
And you don't know the words but you sing along
And there's a stench of ash and sap and smoke
As they lead you out to the the twisted oak
You're in the country now
You're in the country now
Our ways are not your ways
Our god is not the god you praise
Our ways are not your ways
Our god is not the god you praise
You enter the valley as the sun goes down
Savouring the silence as it settles around
The night is cool and the air is still
You fasten up your coat against the evening chill
You're in the country now
You're in the country now
By a twisted oak there's an ancient inn
And they don't serve your whiskey or your city gin
All they serve is the local brew
So you ask for one but you stay for two
You're in the country now
You're in the country now
You settle yourself by the fireplace
And one by one the locals start to show their faces
In the flames soft light a friendly smile
They haven't seen a stranger here for quite a while
You're in the country now
You're in the country now
Their ways are not your ways
Their god is not the god you praise
Their ways are not your ways
Their god is not the god you praise
And they start to sing some ancient song
And you don't know the words but you sing along
And there's a stench of ash and sap and smoke
As they lead you out to the the twisted oak
You're in the country now
You're in the country now
Our ways are not your ways
Our god is not the god you praise
Our ways are not your ways
Our god is not the god you praise
