It feels as if the sun ain't shining right Nothing is coming up but down People walking 'round no one smiling Everybody wearing a big fat frown
Cats be listening to death metal blues Dogs be gnawing on your favorite shoes Hamster keeled over like hamsters do Goldfish got the spark of a blown fuse
But none of that can bother me today My spirits are riding high And I'm whistling like a happy blue jay Road is open there are no cars in my way
Because there's half a burrito in the fridge
Yeah, I know everything is going to be alright 'cuz there's half a burrito in the fridge
Half a burrito in the fridge, half a burrito in the fridge And everything is going to be just alright.
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