In old Transylvania when I was a lad. Our castle was poor but we never were sad. We learned to be happy. We'd dance round the hall. And learning to count was the key to it all.
Stormy Night. Not even a cloud in sight. On my way, to where the sky is dark. Can you tell me how to get, how to get to. Yellowstone Park?. . (I'll never get it! Never, never, never, never!).
Sunny Day. Sweepin' the clouds away. On my way to where the air is sweet. . Can you tell me how to get,. How to get to Sesame Street. . Come and play.
One of these things is not like the others,. One of these things just doesn't belong,. Can you tell which thing is not like the others. By the time I finish my song?.
I was feeling low, I was kinda blue. But that's all gone since I got something new. . I got a new way to walk. (Walk, walk). I got a new way to walk. (Walk, walk).