“People! Put on your magical dresses!
Let your eyes go crossed and true
Arabian sheep are sleeping
And one of them is dreaming of you
You’ve had a hard time, yes I know this
You thought that nobody cared or knew
Life’s made of a mysterious substance
It likes to let you bleed in silence…
In biology, blood is not bad
And when you see it, it should make you feel glad
See how it spreads?
That’s how you’re gonna spread your things
Be they wings, thoughts, or beautiful feelings
Seedlings scutter about the earth
Your true love is waiting to give birth
Your future home turf is waiting for you
(with a smile upon it’s head)
It just know that you’re gonna make enough dough
Be happy! Be happy!
Be happy with the things you got, my people!
Be happy that you got eyes to see!
And if a blind person is listening to this,
be happy that you got ears to hear.. “