The boy cried out 
Gaily on the ground 
At the joy 
Of something he had found 

Aw, come on children, get your heads back together 
Aw, come on children, get your heads back together 
Aw, come on children, get your heads back together 

The days are getting warmer now 
The nights are getting shorter now 
And you know we can make it 'cause you know we're alive 
But we don't have to take it, any way we'll survive 

If I were you 
I'd throw it far away 
But if you were me 
You'd tell me I should stay 

Aw, come on children, get your heads back together 
Aw, come on children, get your heads back together 
Aw, come on children, get your heads back together again 

Again, again and again and again 
Again, and again and again 
Again, again, again