Imaginos, approached the sun
In August in New Hampshire
Singing songs, nobody knew
And stories left undoneSee this fish
His scales turned green under such a sun
Such a sun, such a sun
Such a sun, such a sun
Such a sunA tongue and pale of Texas light
Descended on the border
While the bird called Buzzardo
Rattled the bones, he picked the flesh fromSee this fish
His scales turned green under such a sun
Such a sun, such a sun
Such a sun, such a sun
Such a sunChecking the sign of the Moon fleet
Roll your wheel with mine
Sometimes in the light of day
The truth proves hard to find
Actually this Buzzardo
Was Imaginos in disguise, in disguiseOoo, Imaginos
Ooo, Imaginos
Ooo, ooo, ooo, Imaginos
Ooo, Imaginos
Ooo, Imaginos
Ooo, ooo, oooImaginos approached the sun
In August in New Hampshire
Singing songs nobody knew
And stories left undoneSee this fish
His scales turned green under such a sun
Such a sun, such a sun
Such a sun, such a sun
Such a sunI'm Buzzardo in Texas, last chance
I'm a pinwheel in Vermont, last chance
And gorge the Bungo Pony
Last chance, last chance, last chanceI'm a rocker a roller and a spinner, too
Below that scene of subterfuge
Last chance, last chance, last chance
Which isThe last chance border
Last chance, last chance, last chance
Last chance, last chance, last chance
On the border
Last chance, last chance, last chance
Last chance, last chance, last chanceOn the border
Last chance, last chance, last chance
Last chance, last chance
The last exit to Texas