Turn it all around
When I get up from the ground
My face is feeling muddy
I'll clean off all the frowns
And turn it all around

Like a little sleepy puppy
I'm sloppy like a clown
I'm licking all my buddies
I work myself into a ball

Where horses take these shits on them
That kind of day that will make you fall
Into depression
Get yourself fucked up until

We'll travel [?]
And you black out
You feel much better
Knowing dreams may come

This fantasy begets us all
Vanilla [?]
Caramel seeps into my eyes
It sticks, it's all [?]

Green northern mountain tops will rise
Where the air is chill
And we'll build foundations in the snow
Strawberry elations

We'll call it joy and go on in
It can be our home
You're all invited for a cone
It's my ice cream factory!

Let's all go to the
Ice cream factory