Into the rhythm of the [bad word] 
Dancing in the woods
And look around
The magical faeries
Old green dwarves
And red mushrooms

Try to believe and understand
There's nothing you can do
Believe: it's [bad word] 

river of wine
Refreshes our eyes
Calling us to rock our souls

Into the rhythm of the [bad word] 
Dancing into the woods
And look around
The magical faeries
Old green dwarves
And red mushrooms

Believe: it's [bad word] #33;
Believe: it's [bad word] #33;
Old green dwarves
And red mushrooms

Even you still laughing at me
You think that I'm the fool
The fool is you!
So I can tell
I leave my words
There's nothing you can do
Believe: it's [bad word] #33;