We stopped the car in Wisconsin snow, where everyt

We stopped the car in Wisconsin snow, where everything is slow, slow, slow The beer is cheap, the cheese is good, but something’s hiding in the wood I saw the cabin, dark and wide, and saw the fear that lives inside I had a drink, I tried to sleep, but heard the promises I couldn’t keep. I watched that movie late last night, the one about the endless fright Of isolation, paranoia's sting, I'm talking 'bout The Thing, The Thing! The way the dogs began to whine, the way the humans draw the line I feel like something's taken hold, infecting me and making me cold. Am I myself? Or am I just waiting for the next, inevitable bust? Hey Big Bear, what comes next? Is this the end of all the context? The map is crumpled, the gas is low, I don't know where we're supposed to go! Is there a plan, a final twist? Or are we clinging to the mist? Hey Big Bear, what comes next? I'm feeling totally perplexed! I saw my face reflected back, and saw a shadow on the track Is that my shadow? Is that me? Or something that I can't quite see? I'm shaking hands with strangers now, but do they know the final vow? Hey Big Bear, what comes next? Is this the end of all the context? The map is crumpled, the gas is low, I don't know where we're supposed to go! Is there a plan, a final twist? Or are we clinging to the mist? Hey Big Bear, what comes next? I'm feeling totally perplexed!