Snow in San Anselmo The deer cross by the lights The mission down in old San Rafael And a madman looking for a fight A madman looking for a fight And the Ma**age parlor's open And the clientele come and they go And the cla**ic music station Plays in the background soft and low Plays in the background soft and low And the silence 'round the cascades And the ice crisp and clear And the beginning of the opera Seem to suddenly appear Seem to suddenly appear And the pancake house is always crowded Open 24 hours of every day And if you suffer from insomnia You can speed your time away You can speed your time away Snow in San Anselmo My waitress, my waitress, my waitress Said it was coming down Said it hadn't happened in over 30 years But it was laying on the ground But it was laying on the ground