John Woloschuk / Dino Tome)



When that blue smoke gets in your eyes

You'll choke, choke 'til you cry

Oh you'll die

Hey where you gonna hide

Well you can talk about the fog in London

But listen mister that ain't nothin'

When that blue

Blue smoke gets in your eyes



Now long before the dinosaur had come

There raged a global sea from which life sprung

A mere few billion years passed on the clock

And man became the new kid on the block

He could think and he could talk

On his two legs he walked in a most peculiar way

But soon the very things that set him free

Made him a slave of his technology

Leonardo, cosa hai fatto tu?



But when that blue smoke gets in your eyes

You'll choke, choke 'til you cry

Oh you'll die

Hey where you gonna hide

Well you'll be weeping like an alligator

And leaping like a hot potato

When that blue

Blue smoke gets in your eyes



Now let us turn to L'Homme Moderne and see

The ultimate in greed and vanity

He poaches leopard skins near Zanzibar

To line the glove compartments of his cars

Oh but you don't even care, you just carry on

Carry on your merry way

But you had better change your foolish ways

Or you'll be sorry come the judgment day

Oh yeah you'll see

You'll be sorry real soon



But my my my my my

When the blue smoke gets in your eyes

You'll choke, choke 'til you cry

Wanna die

Hey where you gonna hide

Well you can talk about the fog in London

But listen mister that ain't nothin'

When that blue

Blue smoke gets in your eyes