Who am I?
I am no one
What do I want?
A human head

Who are we?
We are everyone
What do we want?
A large portable fan and an aeroplane

So we can go zuum golly golly
Zuum golly golly
Zuum golly golly
Zuum golly golly
Zuum

Let us us stand in a circle
Hold up our hands like an aerial
That way they can't miss our signal
We are the chosen few, heroes and prophets
While the rest of the world is marooned