Come to the seashore
I'm sure there's candy and ice cream
Are you coming?
Bring the water-cooler
We're going fishing
Insulate those fish inards
Not quite sure where this train is going
Not quite sure what the sun is waiting for
Not exactly positive about being negative,
But that's ok
I have insurance
My friend is [chicken?]
Ring around my finger
In the sweet valley of the sun
Happiness between my fingers
In the valley of the sun
I'm crying with laughter at your stupidity
Death hangs straight through the ceiling