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!