Brain Wilson sings on this, and actually, this 'snippet' proves this is a great song even a capella. Well, mostly a capella. And its also a good contrast to the song that follows. Honestly, it would have almost been nice to see more of the song done like this, but its not a necessity; we know this song, and its just a blast from the past.  Yet, its nice, and it does fit the "big picture" of Cyclorama, as again, in today's world we're always fooling ourselves about things.

You see the world through your cynical eyes
You're a troubled young man
I can tell

You've got it all in the palm of your hands
But your hands wet with sweat
And your head needs a rest

You're fooling yourself
If you don't believe it
You're kidding yourself
If you don't believe it