I'm not feeding off you, I will
rearrange your scales
If I can, and I can
March into the ocean, march into the sea
I had a hat, and it sunk,
reached down, and slapped it on my head
All the people gather
Chorus:
Fly to carry each his burden
We are young despite the years we are concern
We are hope despite the times
Settle on these days
Happy throngs take this joy wherever, wherever
I wish to eat each one of you, and you, me, you
If I can, and I can
We have many things in common, name three
I had a hat and it sunk, reached down
Yanked it up, slapped it on my head
chorus
And I'm not feeding off you,
I will rearrange your scales
If I can, and I can
I wish to eat each one of you, and you, me, you
I had a hat and it sunk, reached down
Yanked it up, slapped it on my head
chorus (x2)