We're in October, right now.
Born to live on
Sugar Mountain
With the barfers and the colored balloons
You can't be twenty on Sugar Mountain
Though you're thinking that you're leaving there too soon
You're leaving there too soon
It's so noisy at the fair
But all your friends are there
And the candy's lost your hand
It's so noisy at the fair
But all your friends are there
And the candy's lost your hand
It's so noisy at the fair
It's so noisy at the fair
It's so noisy at the fair
It's so noisy
