Love Makes the World Brand New - text

Gareth: The skyball's doing its shine-thing
The moving air is so sweet
This flopsy colorful vine-thing
Smells as pretty as meat
And those wingy-beats with their feathers
They make a squeaky-like sound

And I'd never have guessed what I'm trying to say
Frankly I hadn't a clue
Now this chunk of my chest keeps flump-flumpin' away
Love makes the world brand new!

My lip-ends, look how they twist up
And hark, a laugh-sound ascends
I'm always openin' my fist up
To flap my fingers at friends
And there's sparkly-fizz in my nethers
Whenever she is around

And I've never quite said what I'm trying to say
Love makes the world brand new!

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