Grinning, this time, for it’s wondrous to be “alive”,
And it’s great to have this chance again, to “live”,
I really must say that I am most appreciative,
And I curtsy, and I bow,
And I get 100 times better than ever before.
For I am made of gold
Oh, and my new outlook is that I am made of gold,
Carrying warped love on my back,
Whistling, hustling, setting monkeys free in monkeyspace,
It’s all going to be just so incredible,
I sense, nonsense, tied up in common source,
The paucity of hatred shows,
That I am made of gold.
Reminder, sweetly now, I have been touched,
And turned right into gold,
Beware beware beware beware beware beware beware,
Cadmium is back in town,
And you are all going to oblivion.