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.



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