Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water, Hundreds of bloodthirsty nightmares have made you their prey. You felt good and plucky, as nice as can be, But no one's that lucky, so listen to me. When life is not so nice, remember this advice: Put a drop of vanilla behind each ear and you'll smell like a cookie all day. Yes, you'll smell like a cookie all day. I used to feel like my world was a bucket of sorrow; A mountain of sadness, A miserable wilted bouqet, A big rotten pumpkin. I wished I were dead, And I'd almost jumped when it popped in my head.