I got shoved down, got pushed around
All I remember was a moanin’ sound
Don’t remember one thing more
All I remember was wakin’ up on the shore
My arms and legs were broken
My feet were splintered
My head was cracked
I couldn't walk, couldn't talk, smell, feel …
Couldn't see …
I didn't know where I was
I was bald
But lucky to be alive, though!
From: Talkin' Bear Mountain Picnic Massacre Blues