I met myself the other day  Standing outside the alley way   I hit myself with all my force   Which is when history changed its course    So it shall be said  So it shall be written  So it shall come to pass    I grew a garden the other day  But the garden didn't want to stay  It packed its things and it moved out  And died three weeks into the draught    So it shall be said  So it shall be written  So it shall come to pass    I went out hunting the other day  But all the antlers got in my way  They were attached to eyes of deer  Which quickly ended my career    So it shall be said  So it shall be written   So it shall come to pass