Besedila: Hem. Horsey.

Blue sky and yellow sun
Paint the streets and the avenues
You float over everyone
In your rings and your wingtip shoes

Well, I can't say
I'll know you when
You come around
You look like a giant in
My hand-me-downs
Taller than anythin'

Riding a horsey through the town

Red bird is hanging low
House to house and tree to tree
He holds on to what he knows
So he takes a hold of me

Well, I can't say
I'll know you when
You come around
You look like a giant in
My hand-me-downs
Taller than anythin'

Riding a horsey through the town
Riding a horsey through the town