The age of creation
without hesitation
we find our station
and JUMP! ! ! !
We build, we fix
we pick up stix
We teach, we preach
we get our kix
We're pumped!
to give to humanity now!
three little words, not well heard
I'll sing forever like a bird:
GIVE, HUMANITY, NOW!
POW!
pure music-wow!
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