Hoot House Style

[Slow Intro] [Verse] In the moonlit forest deep, Big head Winkler takes a leap, With his facial disk aglow, He spots a tasty yummy vole. [Verse 2] Hungry Hootie starts to scree, Curious applets young and free, In the night they choose their pose, Vampire, flamingo, who really knows? [Chorus] Cast a pellet, watch it fly, In eclipse mode, they touch the sky, Do the vampire, on the porch, Flamingo stance, bright as a torch. [Verse] Silent whispers through the air, Winkler’s wings without a care, Hootie’s eyes, so sharp and bright, Gliding through the endless night. [Verse 2] Applets curious, shining bright, In the stillness of the night, Winkler’s hunt, a graceful trance, In the shadows, they all dance. [Chorus] Cast a pellet, watch it fly, In eclipse mode, they touch the sky, Do the vampire, on the porch, Flamingo stance, bright as a torch. [Fade out] [end]