| Discovered that the papers have been signed | |
| To my bed I am confined | |
| Owing to my state of mind | |
| Special food for thought I must be fed | |
| The authorities have said I'm going off my head | |
| Suddenly from flowered skies | |
| Twenty thousand butterflies | |
| Glorify my bed... | |
| Turn from hot to very cool | |
| Though it seems incredible | |
| I could ride a bike around the moon. | |
| Cherry blossom clinic | |
| Is there any truth in what they say | |
| Cherry blossom clinic | |
| Lock me in and throw the key away | |
| In this sad position where I lie | |
| From the corner of my eye | |
| Callous friends just pass me by | |
| Doctor pays a visit | |
| Everyday I keep asking for my dad | |
| They must think I'm going mad | |
| Lift the blankets off my face | |
| Quick before I suffocate | |
| Trying hard to meditate | |
| Tell the people, "what a scene" | |
| Write a letter to the queen | |
| Asking her if she can come to tea | |
| Chorus | |
| Up above the sun is high | |
| Like a tea tray in the sky | |
| Helicopter lands upon my bed | |
| Phantom horses quickly fade | |
| Turning into lemonade | |
| Probably feel better when I'm dead | |
| Chorus |