We cannot get out. They have taken the bridge and second field. Johnny & Kris & Waylon fell there bravely while the rest retreated. Willie’s party went 5 days ago, but has not returned. The watcher in the water took George. We cannot get out. The air hums. Fiddles, fiddles in the deep. We cannot get out. Where did they come from? Where did they go? Where did they come from, Cotton Eye Joe??

I know it’s more agrarian eurodance, but “country metal” is a hard thing to find reference for…