They Might Be Giants - Fake-Believe (Type B) 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

My space helmet's on

I'm climbin' in my rocket

To Mars and beyond

And nothin's gonna stop me

I'm here on the launch pad

Just waitin' for the big countdown

(4, 3, 2, 1 blast off)

F is for fun, F is for fun

F is for fake believe

I'm scratchin' my thorax

And wavin' my antennas

I'm here on my ant hill

Just hangin' with my ant friends

I've got my big crumb

About 30 times my weight

(It's not a problem, ants are strong)

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