Welcome to Cloudland
A place unlike anything you’ve seen:
Pleasant, fuzzy, with a cheerful kegler —
And lots of happy people
And good weather.

In Cloudland there aren’t
Any politicians or beggars:
It’s a pleasant fuzzy place, with a zealous adder —
And lots of happy people
And good weather.

I lived in Cloudland all my life
And reflected on how lucky I was:
Living in a pleasant fuzzy place, with a cheery angler —
And lots of happy people
And good weather.

We never fought a war;
We never hurt a thing:
For Cloudland’s a pleasant fuzzy place, with a poor banker —
And lots of happy people
And good weather.

Until one day a man arrived
With mean spirit and cracked heart:
He settled in Cloudland — a pleasant fuzzy place, with a wise Berber —
And lots of happy people
And good weather.

Oh, he tried to change Cloudland
With bribes and fake promises:
To be unpleasant, un-fuzzy, with a tyrant masher —
And lots of sad people
And bad weather.

But In Cloudland there aren’t
Any politicians or beggars:
It’s a pleasant fuzzy place, with a zealous adder —
And lots of happy people
And good weather.