They Might Be Giants - Fake-Believe lyrics

Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe

Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe

Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe

F is for Fake-Believe

F is for fun

F is for fun

F is for fake-believe

We're wearing fake fur, and riding on alpacas

On the wild frontier, wearing wax mustaches

Pretending we're cowhands, yodeling like cowhands too

Yodel-ay-he-hoo

F is for fun

F is for fun

F is for fake-believe

Now look at my crown, I'm acting mighty bossy

I'm king of this town, and my cake gets extra frosting

From this moment on, please call me Lord Fauntleroy

That's Little Lord Fauntleroy, please

F is for fun

F is for fun

F is for fake-believe

Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe

Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe

Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe

F is for Fake-Believe