I see cash of green
Red houses too
I see butlers cleaning me and you
And I think to myself
What a beautiful girl

I see she's so blue, and hair of white
The bright starts day
The dark ends night
And I think to myself
What a beautiful girl

The colours of her ammo
shooting in the sky
Are also on the buses people passing by
I see friends shocking hands, asking "what did you do?"
They're really saying "trick for you"

I hear banshees cry
I watch them go
They'll learn so much more
Than I'll ever know
And I think to myself
What are banshees doing in our world
Yes, I think to myself
What are banshees doing in our world