Everyone, half as tall All they want, all they wanted and I will try half as hard Now that Herman sing, now that purple twink Little one, turn your head, hear the drone lashing on the sand Listen for passing troops, now of what they sing, tree bop, trick away All light shine underneath Hold their tongues, from their scraping sand One by one grappling, wrapped onto the filet of over date Midnight sound, reaching out, smile and smile while its crypt to bring With its lace next to hers, time and people will cross to take away Now that they're all around Greeting lines to wrong innocence Will they ask "Sink or swim"? All with one of what shines, bells shine silver light Everyone, turn your heads, hear the song, that you'll represent This is warm, shining smiles, now that what they sing, tree bop, trick away