My smile is stuck

I cannot go back t' yer Frownland

My spirit's made up of the ocean

And the sky 'n the sun 'n the moon

'n all my eye can see

I cannot go back to yer land of gloom

Where black jagged shadows

Remind me of the comin' of yer doom

I want my own land

Take my hand 'n come with me

It's not too late for you

It's not too late for me

To find my homeland

Where uh man can stand by another man

Without an ego flyin'

With no man lyin'

'n no one dyin' by an earthly hand

Let the devils burn 'n the beggar learn

'n the little girls that live in those old worlds

Take my kind hand

My smile is stuck

I cannot go back t' yer Frownland

I cannot go back t' yer Frownland