Jackie o, don´t you know
Frank Sinatra and the Corleone
Said I´m gonna have to go it alone

Down in Texas where the buffalo roam

Sun is out I want some, wave hello to everyone

I´m surrounded by my friends,
Oh my god they´re gonna kill us all!


From above, from below WHOA! magic bullets
Look out


The top´s down, let´s roll
In the lincoln continental
I forgot which way to go

Let´s take a ride by the grassy knoll

Sun is out I want some, wave hello to everyone

I´m surrounded by my friends,
Oh my god they´re gonna kill us all!


From above, from below WHOA! magic bullets
Look out