The cur- tain is o- pen, a head to put dope in. Now we will come clean it. The fu- ture, we've seen it. No, no. I know, I said no, no. It's like a dream that falls a-way in-to the night where we can play. On a train one hap-py day, two eyes for sight, three times I pray. So-da pop, we got-ta set up shop. And when the wea-ther come, we got a pres-sure drop. We don't know, but ev-'ry day I go to see what I can bring in-to a ca-me- o. Oh, oh oh, no, ba, da, da, de, doh, poh. We be-lieve, we be- lieve. We be-lieve, we be- lieve, oh. The mis- sion, the me- thod, the down- fall, ar-res- ted. 'Cause it's not the first time, nor is it the worst time. No, no. Oh, no, ba, da, da, de, doh, doh. To see the bird with-out a care, for in a word it's nice out there. In a tree, my ma-ma bear will be al-right with pro-per care. Hey, hey, hey, doh, ba, da, da, de, dom, bom. Huh. Hmm. Yeah. Um. Whoo! Boo-me-rang, in-to a big-ger bang. A lit-tle cry of love be-cause they can-not sing. Che-ro-kee, what did the pha-roah see? A-no-ther time and space, a-no-ther place to be. We be-lieve, we be- lieve. We be-lieve, we be- lieve. We be- lieve, we be- lieve. Now, we be-lieve, we be-lieve. Yeah. The mo- tive, the mea- sure, the pur- pose, the plea- sure. The risk, is it worth it? The disc, is it per- fect? I found you a-mongst them, the flo- wer with young stem. Dis-pa- rage, the bro- ken. The mar- riage, e-lo- pin'. No, no. No, no. Ooh. Ooh. Climb a tree for mon-key bus- 'ness, write a check out to for-give- ness. All the world on half an a- cre, Push-ing dirt in-to a Qua- ker. No, no. De, doh, doh, ooh. Hey. Ooh. Climb a tree for mon-key bus- 'ness, write a check out to for-give- ness. All the world on half an a- cre, Push-ing dirt in-to a Qua- ker.Climb a tree for mon-key bus- 'ness, write a check out to for-give- ness. All the world on half an a- cre, Push-ing dirt in-to a Qua- ker. No, no. No, no. Ooh. Ooh. No, no. De, doh, doh, ooh. Hey. Ooh. Ooh. Hey. Ah. Hey. Ah.