Others don't see it,
The farm in the sky,
The one that has animals...
One's that can't fly.
They keep their heads down,
Don't look to the sky
To see the horses, sheep, Platypus...
Are they called Platypi?
They laugh when I talk
Of the Farm in the Sky,
Not understanding they don't want to see
Don't want to believe their eyes.
So only we see it, the few with eyes wide
The great platypus farm high in the sky
If you think I am lying, if you think I am wrong,
Look up and believe...how high it does fly.