I was walking along, minding my business
When out of an orange-colored sky
Flash! Bam! Alakazam!
Wonderful you came by
I was humming a tune, drinking in sunshine
When out of that orange-colored view
Wham! Bam! Alakazam!
I got a look at you
One look and I yelled «Timber»
«Watch out for flying glass»
‘Cause the ceiling fell and the bottom fell out
I went into a spin and I started to shout,
«I’ve been hit, This is it, This is it!»