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 kick?) gets extra frosty
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
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