Imaginos, approached the sun   In August in New Hampshire   Singing songs, nobody knew   And stories left undone      See this fish   His scales turned green under such a sun   Such a sun, such a sun   Such a sun, such a sun   Such a sun      A tongue and pale of Texas light   Descended on the border   While the bird called Buzzardo   Rattled the bones, he picked the flesh from      See this fish   His scales turned green under such a sun   Such a sun, such a sun   Such a sun, such a sun   Such a sun      Checking 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 disguise      Ooo, Imaginos   Ooo, Imaginos   Ooo, ooo, ooo, Imaginos   Ooo, Imaginos   Ooo, Imaginos   Ooo, ooo, ooo      Imaginos approached the sun   In August in New Hampshire   Singing songs nobody knew   And stories left undone      See this fish   His scales turned green under such a sun   Such a sun, such a sun   Such a sun, such a sun   Such a sun      I'm Buzzardo in Texas, last chance   I'm a pinwheel in Vermont, last chance   And gorge the Bungo Pony   Last chance, last chance, last chance      I'm a rocker a roller and a spinner, too   Below that scene of subterfuge   Last chance, last chance, last chance   Which is      The 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 chance      On the border   Last chance, last chance, last chance   Last chance, last chance   The last exit to Texas