(One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight)

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 feelin'
And now these red ones make me fly
And the blue ones 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 yeah!

O-h-h-h-oh!

We'll fly home
You and I, I, I
We'll fly home
We'll fly home

C'mon

Well now, let's go back to the middle of the day that stars it all
I can't begin to let you know just what I'm feelin'
And 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
We'll fly home
You and I, I, I
We'll fly home
We'll fly home

Now honestly, that's what I said to her
What I said to...

Yeah!

And if you were going to fuckin' 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 motherfuckin' thoughts
Think ha- woah!