Nobody wants to hear a sad song
So I just grit my teeth and sing along
There's a choir of the coldest hearts echoing the halls
So give a little more gas to burn
And we can fast-cut now to the curtain call

Melancholy kaleidoscope, it's high time
You shake things up and get the picture in your head right
Melancholy kaleidoscope, it's all right
Can't be one hundred if you're only giving ninety-five

I wanna hear another fast song
Something to tune out all these bad thoughts
Light a fire in the coldest hearts, filling up the halls
That's another lit match to burn
And we can fast-cut now to the curtain call
(We now return to our regularly scheduled program)

Melancholy kaleidoscope, it's high time
You shake things up and get the picture in your head right
Melancholy kaleidoscope, it's all right
Can't be one hundred if you're only giving ninety-five

So would you please stand by?
Are we out of time?
Maybe I'll feel better
Give me forty-five
Staring at the ceiling
Choking back my feelings
Can't be one hundred if you're only giving ninety-five

Melancholy kaleidoscope, it's high time
You shake things up and get the picture in your head right
Melancholy kaleidoscope, it's all right
Can't be one hundred (No)
Can't be one hundred if you're only giving ninety-five

If you're only giving ninety-five
Only giving ninety-five