1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8!
Yeah!
Well, let's go back to the middle of the day that starts it all
I can't begin to let you know just what I'm feeling
And now these red ones make fly and the blue help me fall
Well, I think I'll blow my brains against the ceiling
And as the fragments of my skull begin to fall
Fall on your tongue like pixie dust
Just think happy thoughts
Home
We'll fly home
You and I
We'll fly home, we'll go home
C'mon!
Well, now I'm back in the middle of the day that starts it all
I can't begin to let you know just what I'm feeling
Now these red ones help me fly, and the blue ones help me fall
And I think I'll blow my brains against the ceiling
(High)
We'll fly high
You and I
We'll fly home, we'll fly home
Now honestly that's when I say to her
What I said to (her)
Yeah!
If you look away to fucking dance
Then you start dancing right now!
Think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts
Think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts
Think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts
Think happy thoughts, think happy mother-fuckin-thoughts!
Yeah!
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