The boy cried out    Gaily on the ground    At the joy    Of something he had found       Aw, come on children, get your heads back together    Aw, come on children, get your heads back together    Aw, come on children, get your heads back together       The days are getting warmer now    The nights are getting shorter now    And you know we can make it 'cause you know we're alive    But we don't have to take it, any way we'll survive       If I were you    I'd throw it far away    But if you were me    You'd tell me I should stay       Aw, come on children, get your heads back together    Aw, come on children, get your heads back together    Aw, come on children, get your heads back together again       Again, again and again and again    Again, and again and again    Again, again, again