What a joyful celebration!
In need of something more?

Deeper we dive.
Higher we fly.
Honourable ghosts,
this is how we party:

"Bow-wow-wow-wah-wah,
wow-wow-wow-wah-wah
bow-wow-wow, wow?

Bow-wow-wow-wah-wah,
wow-wow-wow-wah-wah
bow-wow-wow, wow!

Ow, ow, owwow.
Ow. Ow. Ow."

Bring down the seagulls!
Bring down the mosquitoes!

Deeper they high.
Higher they deep.
Honourable ghosts,
this is how we party:

"We’re not on your side,
nor are we against you,
but rather the contrary.

We must not choose our side.
We must help you.
Therefore,
we will make your mental buttocks tremble."

Party hard!
Party harder!

Red. White. Red. White.
Is it a clown's face?
Red. White. Red. White.
It is a clown's face
that laughs
and never smiles.

Crying beauty queens.
Sob. Sob. Sob.
Sob. Sob. Sob.

Great! I am happy now.
Thank you. I am happy now.

Peace now! Now!

Crying beauty queens sob.
Sob, sob, sob, sob, sob.

Red. White. Red. White.
Is it a clown's face?
Red. White. Red. White.
Is it?

Great! I am happy now.
Thank you. I am happy now.
Great! I am happy now.
Thank you. I am happy now.
Wow!

What matters? A fact?
The matters in tact?
Cry, laughter, unseparated.

That’s what you said!
That’s what YOU said!
Words. Silence! Demon I?

Howling poetry. In motion.
Emboweling. Violent emotion.
Err.

Crying crows.
That’s how it goes.
Caravan of the unaware!

Bend or be bent,
flying ghosts par avion.
Words. Silence! Demon I?

Howling poetry in motion.
Emboweling violent emotion.

When it comes to grieving
I am the finest
The torturing mind

When childlike faith
Relies on my helping hand
Sadness follows

It all grows from the isolation
It all arises when I'm left alone

Approach when I'm hiding
Break my wings when I'm flying
Laugh at me when I'm crying
It all makes sense to me

From your point of view
It may seem
That we have never been

All we've done
All we've seen
But in an inane way
That all has decayed

I swore like a trooper
And now I'm becoming
More and more
Becalmed in your sea

It looks like we wither
But how could you know
Not being in at the death

We'll swear like troopers
Without rhyme or reason
Biding our times
Until the end

"You may rest assured
That you will abide by us
We who disappear"