Lyrics:

Circle high, circle low.
Jammers fly, T-birds.
You show, you show, whiplash go.
You show, you show, T-birds.
(Hit them high, hit them low)
Mighty bird.
(Now must fly, and I must go)
T-bird, my mighty bird.

On the dot in the slot, tie the knot.
On the dot timed kisses.
In the slot on the dot, tie the knot.
In the slot, no misses.
(Hits on high, hits on low)
Mighty bird.
(Now must fly, and I must go)
T-bird, my mighty bird.

T-bird, mighty bird.
Black sun conquerer!

Spoken:
Two thousand years ago, a great race of golden [headed? hidden?] warriors lived in Central and South America.
They had many Gods.
The Mixtec and the Toltecs, and the Mayans.
[unintelligible] [Nahaun? Huajuapan? (means 'Place of the Brave People')]
[following in spanish or indigenous? probable list of pre-Columbian peoples, cities and famous temple sites]
[unintelligible]
[unintelligible]
[unintelligible] ... Mazatlan.
[unintelligible]

Black sun worshipper!

Coil it up, wind it out, strike it hot!
Coil it up plumed serpent.
Coil it up, wind it out, strike it hot!
Coil it up, my T-bird.
Serpent curl.
T-bird, ruler of the world.
T-bird, mighty bird.
Black sun born again.

Oh I love my T-bird, T-bird.