Olio Anderson's mind committed treason
And the vultures whipped and lashed
Olio Anderson was left writhing in shame
A man dropped him in the sea for some hash
Olio Anderson was brought to the surface 
As the spirit of glue and trash
Olio Anderson was dragged up by a falcon
Who lived in a sea of dyed ash

All hail the FALCONS
Those liars and the freaks
Getting high and staying there
They're rain city chic
O God bless the FALCONS
Eccentrics and the lost
The astral plane hurricane
The studio is low cost

Olio Anderson is dead
But he rose like a phoenix from the flames
The fire was set by searchlights
And the FALCONS remain insane

The boy that was is no more
The fire forced out the serpent
He's wandering his wonderings
THIS IS THE FALCON'S SERMON.

Followers of Milo Hynes