The Moss Hangs Like Witches Hair From The Big Oak Tree
And From Across The Swamp There Comes Riding On The Breeze
The Sound - The Sound - Bi-Yo Rhythm - Bi-Yo Rhythm

The Rooster Is Born A Fighter
Wears Those Surgeon Blades On His Legs
Hot Blood, Cold Eyes
Headed For An Early Grave
He Moves - He Moves With The Sound
And He'll Fight Until They Lay Him In The Ground
Bi-Yo Rhythm - Bi-Yo Rhythm

The Gator Rides Low In The Water
But His Eyes See Everything
He Watches The Cities Moving Closer
Turning His Home Into A Four Lane
He Moves - He Moves With The Sound
He Waits Until It All Comes Down
Bi-Yo Rhythm - Bi-Yo Rhythm