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!