The first one seen was a Caucasian maleIn his twenties, he hates wedding bellsWhen you're in trouble, it's best you just blend inNo, when you're in trouble, it's best you just blend inThe next living thing was a pigeonSitting, shitting on the heads, walking byWhat the *? No, it ain't good luckIt's just a stain on the suit, like the suit is a stain on the skinWhen you're in trouble, it's best you just blend inWhen you're in trouble, it's best you just blend inWhen you're in trouble, it's best you just blend inAnd I remember days when we've walked along this oceanIt was cold but we were warmTook the boat out on the river even though it was so coldOh but we were warm, yeah we were warmIf I warned you, would you leave my side?Cause I'm dying insideIf I told youI was sick and I would never get through itAnd I was gonna dieI was gonna dieGonna dieGonna dieGonna dieThere's this kind of manThat he just can't forgetShe turns into every woman that is seen