Well you´ve got a really long name
It won´t fit on any forms
You gave me all your mirrors and they made me deformed

You´re sending smoke signals
I know your secret code

We travel in the plaid van and we give our puppet show
and we picnic in the winter on maple syrup and snow

You´re sending smoke signals
I know your secret code

Well, you made a Molotov cocktail, and you threw it on the ground,
and it sent us flying, and now we´re flying about

You´re sending smoke signals
I know your secret code