" When your rife with devastation There's a simple explanation You're a toymaker's creation Trapped inside a crystal ball
And whichever way tilts it Know that we must be resilient We won't let them break our spirits As we sing this silly song
When i was a little filly, a galloping blaze Overtook my city So they shipped me off to the orphanage.Said, "ditch those roots if you wanna fit in" So i dug one thousand holes And cut a rug with orphan foals
Memories are blurred, and their faces Are obscured, but i still know the words to this song
When you've bungled all you're bangles And you're 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 children stop you're crying And just sing along with me!!!"