It is time for our man
To pursue the golden rainbow.
He was born with a bomb
And a detonator heartbeat.
When the valley and the darkness proves him right,
When these rivers need explosions for their lace,
He is soaked with sour mash.
But it's okay,
Dexter Fox is on parole again.
Yes it's okay, Dexter's bombs willl never fade away.
The killer bee was stung a doubtless sky,
And sweet contractions ripple through the land.
A lovers' bed will not forget,
But it's okay.
Dexter's bombs will never fade away.
It's okay,
Allies needed for fifth brigade.
You are the whitening of our eyes.
And we know your fine arts.