Ween - The Belvidene lyrics

Welcome all you to the Belvidene Please be sure your a** is squeaky clean Don't forget to tip the boy in red And touch the feathered cap upon his head We've got such lovely surprises for you A freckle fruit that makes your dreams come true An octopus that wraps around your heart A little porpoise who will tear it up So come and we shall feast and tickle pink The frisky mountain with the rosy cheek All you children picked the perfect time To come and see us at the Belvidine