In the field, I lay here still
Staring at the sky
I see a buzzard flying about
It thinks I'm gonna die
I'll trick the bird to get it closer,
Then I'll show it I'm alive
It'll be the best trick I've ever pulled
I'll laugh so hard I'll cry!
I lay there still and hold my breath
I'm nervous, I can't deny
The buzzard got a little too close
And ran off with my eye!