You want that contract
So sit straight, fly right
You're on the right track
I'm such a state, white light
Is shining at me
I'm blinded by you
When you cannot see
What can I do?
You hear me calling?
Sit, red seat, white meat
I'm near you, falling
Picking bones clean, sharp teeth
Are smiling at me
I'm out on the loose
You're stuck up a tree
I'm barking at you