Fire in the head...I'm a flame in motion   Fire in the head...I'm a sword that's sharp   Fire in the head...I'm a drop in the ocean   A shield in battle and a string in a harp.   Fire in the head...I'm an eagle soaring   Fire in the head...I'm a spoken word   Fire in the head...I'm a torrent pouring   A grain of wheat and a cauldron stirred.   Fire in the head!      Wee Jack's rhymes are sly and hinting   Wrapped in bull skin banging a drum   Wee Jack's looking, one-eyed squinting   Hoppin' on one leg, sucking his thumb   The black sow's chasin' me round the oak tree   Humming a tune that I must learn   The black sow's call to feast awoke me   But oh her cauldron spits and burns      (chorus)      Mad May shakes her bells to ringing   Rides through the door and disappears   Mad May's laughing, asking, singing   Does anyone have ears that hear?   The raven sat in a creek and pondered   Why the alder tree is strong   The raven's head flew off wnd wandered   Singing stories and telling songs