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