wind revving up like a wind-up firetruck
let it go, let it go, let it go
turles on the tv, watch them and see
let it go, let it go, let it go
fond memores i don't remember
bombs in the mail; return to sender
listening to my voice so high
alone in the sandbox and i cry
heading down skeleton rails again
back in my mind to when i was ten
look to my left thomas the train
we're heading straight into my brain
to when i wasn't all dressed in black
watching blues clues and art attack
and i try hard to just let go
look to my right, c3po
and when i see me run i know
back then it wasn't all just for show
a blue toy truck with a boat in tow
picture angels in the snow
flinstones vitamin pills for you
canned ninja turtle soup
green plastic army men in a troupe
flinstones vitamin pills for you
canned ninja turtle soup
green plastic army men in a troupe
