Those big blue eyes...
-and now, for your entertainment...- Since the homing pigeon became blue I'm becoming sadder & sadder 'Cause now I don't know what to do & thats not all that matter. The hunting season has begun & we are the ducks they want to aim Now it's time to make a run I mean, right forward to them. We'll blow out the sun, we say & damn, we'll turn on the night C'mon & run with us THIS way You'll see how fast is our flight.