OUR SILLY SONG

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When your rife with devastation,

There’s a simple explanation.

You’re a toy maker’s creation, trapped inside a crystal ball

And whichever way he tilts it

Know that we will stay resilient

We won’t let them break our Spirits

AS WE SING OUR SILLY SONG

When I was a little filly,

A galloping blaze over took my city

So they shipped me off to the orphanage,

Said, ‘ditch those roots if you want to fit in’

So I dug one thousand holes

And cut a rug with orphan fools

Now memories are blurred

and their faces are obscured

But I still know the words to this song ~

When you’ve bungled all your bangles

And your loved ones have been mangled

Listen to the jingle, jangle

Of my gypsy tambourine

‘Cause these chords are hypnotizing

And the whole world’s harmonizing

So please Children stop your crying 

And just sing along with me.

When your rife with devastation,

There’s a simple explanation.

Your a toy maker’s creation, trapped inside a crystal ball

And whichever way he tilts it

Know that we will stay resilient

We won’t let them break our Spirits

AS WE SING OUR SILLY SONG

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