Well hey do you do judo when they surround you
A little mental yoga will they disappear
It's grim but never dubious as motives go
One thing she'll always promise, promise is a show
And thunder wishes it could be the snow
Wishes it could as loved as she can be
These gifts are here
For her, for you, for me

Then again, nobody seems to agree on whether the actual word is "loved" or "loud", but I think, from what I understand of the song, it doesn't really matter all that much, so whatever floats your boat...