Chop the Wood to light the Fire (Tra la la la) Composer's Cut

Tralalala, tralalala, 
chop the wood to light the fire,
tralalala, tralalala, 
‘tisn't much that I require.

When the fog of life surrounds you,
when you think you’ve lost your way [bad word] with me and join the forest, [bad word] with me and join the fray.

Tralalala, tralalala, 
youth is such a fragile thing,
tralalala, tralalala, 
a fragile thing is what it is.