The Colored F.B.I. Guy

I don't know just how it started

A week I covered up of the sky high

His body and his mind had parted

You can see it happen in his eyes

I don't know just what they're for

Cones and rods and bars and arrows

Dots and dashing eyes that roll right into sight and out

Out of control

I don't know just what they're there for

Flashing lights and passing near us

Dashing eyes with dots that roll right in my mouth and out

Out of control

I don' know just how it happened

There was glass in from ofthe sky high

My body and my face got shattered

I hope I'm together when I die