The things we did
For our long-gone friend
We carried him right to the top
And down again
And down again
And down again
Hellzapoppin! Hellzapoppin! Hellzapoppin!
He's a psalm with silver coins
His mouth wriggled
With running beans
Hellzapoppin! Hellzapoppin! Hellzapoppin!
In our fairy ring
In the dancing ring
We took him up
And down again
Hellzapoppin! Hellzapoppin! Hellzapoppin!