Molly the Moose got loose in New York City (The moose is loose!) Molly the Moose said, “This zoo just will not do!” She didn’t need antlers, she asked her handlers To please hand over the keys Molly asked nicely When you weight 900 pounds You don’t have to throw your weight around Everybody wants to be free Everybody wants to be free Everybody wants to be free Molly the Moose was too big for the subway (The moose is loose!) Molly the Moose went marching right down Broadway (The moose is loose!) Folks from the press snapped photographs Policemen yelled, the kids all laughed Now, a talking moose is a crazy thing But it’s stranger when they sing And what did Molly sing? Everybody wants to be free Everybody wants to be free Everybody wants --to feel the grass between their toes --to feel the sunshine on their nose --to taste the rain, to sniff the breeze --to live their life the way they please Everybody wants to be free The moose is loose! Molly the Moose was in no great big hurry (The moose is loose!) But pretty soon she found herself in Jersey (The moose is loose!) Now, hitchhiking is no way to travel Unless you are a giant mammal Molly caught a ride on a big Mac truck with Manitoba plates And you could hear her song All along the interstate Everybody wants to be free Everybody wants to be free Everybody wants --to feel the grass between their toes --to feel the sunshine on their nose --to taste the rain, to sniff the breeze --to live their life the way they please Everybody wants to be free The moose is loose! Molly the Moose got loose in New York City

The Teasing Bird would fly around above the playground, shouting down "You're too fat!" "You're too thin!" "You talk funny!""What's wrong with your skin?" The Teasing Bird would flap his wings while he said the meanest things "You've got glasses!" "What a big nose!" "You're not cool!" "You've got old clothes!" But all those ugly words he tossed around Well, they began to slowly weigh him down The Teasing Bird Made people hurt Made people cry Until the day he found He could no longer fly No longer fly Have you ever seen a grown bird cry? Spoken: See, the Teasing Bird? He wasn't very happy. And he thought, maybe if he made other people unhappy, he'd start feeling better. But you know what? It doesn't work that way. The way to be happy is to make other people happy! Ane the Teasing Bird? He just felt worse and worse and worse... The Teasing Bird had to walk to that playground, sixteen blocks! (What a ridiculous way to travel!) He saw the look in people's eyes as he prepared to apologize “I know how awful I must seem But I thought being unhappy was what made me mean. (Not so, apparently…) Turns out, being mean is what made me unhappy What I’m about to say might sound sappy, but… I'm really sorry for the things I've said From now on I'll say nicer things instead.” A happy bird Says happy words Sings happy songs And all the happy people get to sing along Sing along, sing along, sing along "You have a great smile!" "You're so nice." "You're really strong!" "Beautiful bike!" "Pretty shoes!" "Lovely hair!" "Hey, look what's happening! I'm in the air!" The Teasing Bird bird flew around to every playground that he found "Great catch!" "Nice throw!" "You sure run fast!" "Wow, way to go!" A happy bird Says happy words Sings happy songs And all the happy people get to sing along Sing along, sing along, sing along

There was one slice of bread when another came by
 "Now we're two!" the slices cried
 When you get two slices of bread
 You know what lies ahead: Sandwich! Sandwich!
 You hold it right in your hand which
 puts it in your mouth, bite by bite!
 Something about it just feels right!
 Time to make a plan which…
 involves a sandwich! Well, Bread Slice One said to Bread Slice Two "I feel so empty, how about you?"
 But how they smiled, you should have seen 'em
 When a slice of cheese walked right between 'em! chorus Two slice bread, one slice cheese
 Thet say good things come in threes
 But the slice of cheese began to sigh, he said
"I think we're still a little dry..." But way off in the distance they heard a voice… Mayo! Mayo! No make a sandwich be so dry! So they walked up the road, hadn’t gone too far when they met a big ol’ mayonnaise jar Spread a little bit on each bread slice “Ooh, that feels so nice!” chorus Now the classic sandwich we have seen has two slice bread with stuff in between But a club sandwich has three and a Dagwood Sandwich (ask your grand dad) has up to seventy! There are so many sandwiches you can eat so this list is incomplete baloney, salami, banana, pastrami grilled cheese, tuna fish, ask your mommy she can make it here or take it from the deli to thrill your mouth and fill your belly and maybe if you’re really, really good… Peanut butter and jelly! chorus

Loni was a Krinkledink Terry was a Grodsnip They were funny little monsters living under a rug Loni was a Krinkledink Krinkledinks are bright pink Terry was a Grodsnip – Grodsnips are blue Loni and Terry weren't that scary they were not slimy or unusually hairy They were way too small to be ever discovered They were totally harmless Except to each other Why do people fight? Can't we get along? Everybody's right sometimes Sometime's everybody's wrong Everybody's different Mostly we're the same Why do people fight? Can anyone explain? Krinkledinks and Grodsnips were very much alike They both ate dust and were terrified of mice They had tiny little heads and tiny little butts And they hated each other's tiny little guts "Krinkledinks are ugly!" "Grodsnips are vicious!" "Krinkledinks smell funny!" "Grodsnips are malicious!" "They're dumb!" "They're scum!" "They fiddle!" "They fuss!" "We don't like them cuz they don't like us!!!!" CHORUS The old brown rug that made up the universe where Krinkledinks and Grodsnips would fight Was covered with stains and hair from the dog that slept on their universe every night Then two big men came along one day Rolled up the universe and took it away The monsters were left in the broad daylight They couldn't see a thing It was way too bright "This way!" "That way!" "Try over here!" "Oops!" "Oh, excuse me!" "I didn't see you there!" "No problem." "Hey, what are we gonna do?" "Let's stick together and we'll all pull through." "But we'll freeze to death if we don't find cover!" "We'll just stay calm and stick by each other" "We're all agreed." "Hey, do you smell dust?" "We must be close to something!" "We must!" "We must!" "We must!" Krinkledinks and Grodsnips birds of a feather "They're pink!" "They're blue!" "Nothing wrong with that!" "Funny how trouble brought us all together happy underneath the bathroom mat!” Why do people fight? We can get along Everybody's right sometimes Sometime's everybody's wrong Everybody's different Mostly we're the same And fighting's just a game just a silly stupid game that's not even fun to play It’s not even fun to play So we don't have to fight, OK? OK! OK! "OK, Loni?" "OK, Terry."

There once was a bagel that learned how to fly It popped from the toaster and into the sky Well, not quite the sky, more like the air What was it doing up there? Old Mr. Mace had his face in the paper Sweet Auntie Rose had her nose in her eggs And only the children happened to see A bagel so free And it flew through the air with the greatest of ease Free from gravity, free from cream cheese And the children all laughed as it got near the ceiling What was it feeling? And why? Why would a bagel fly? There once was a bagel that learned how to fly It popped from the toaster and into the sky It circled around with a smile on its bagel face Then it fell onto a plate Old Mr. Mace looked up from his paper Sweet Auntie rose looked up from her eggs And there was a bagel, toasty and brown Finally come down But it flew through the air with the greatest of ease Free from gravity, free from cream cheese And the children decided to keep it a secret Who would believe it? And why? Why would a bagel fly? Why would a bagel fly? Why? Why? Why?

There's a big rock in the sky called the moon There's a big rock in the sky called the moon A great bigball of stone Floatin' around alone There's a big rock in the sky called the moon Some people say the moon is made of cheese Some people say the moon is made of cheese A big ol’ chunk of cheddar But you and I know better No, you just can't make a moon out of cheese Satellite King of the night His royal highness keeping an eye on us Makin' sure we're alright Looking down Goin' round In only 27 days He makes his way around the world Like a giant pearl The moon gets all his light from the sun The moon gets all his light from the sun The sun shines in his face And that shines on the human race The moon gets all his light from the sun Did you know that there's no air on the moon? That's right, there's no air on the moon The sky is always clear 'Cause he's got no atmosphere And I don't think I'll be going there too soon chorus The moon has many phases, did you hear? Sometimes he might seem to disappear But he's still there alright Waiting for a little light Then he can rekindle his career Some people say the moon looks sad He's got a face like things are bad I say he's just fine A little bit bored after all this time But goin' strong, chuggin' along Honored that we sing this song There's a big rock in the sky called the moon There's a big rock in the sky called the moon A great big stony friend With us til the end It’s great to have a friend like the moon It’s great to have a friend like the moon

A dog can't be a duck No, a dog can't be a duck He might just swim but he sure can't fly and his bark won't quack, he can try and try but a dog can't be a duck as a duck he's out of luck but take a good look and it's plain to see what a fine dog he can be And you gotta be who you are You gotta be who you are It's the best thing you can do You gotta be you A fish can't be a fox No, a fish can't be a fox She's got no hair and she can't breath air She was made for the water and she oughta stay there No, a fish can't be a fox and she can't be a kid with chicken pox and she won't be a whale and she won't even wish 'Cause she makes such an excellent fish chorus Now, Henry was a hipster hippo and he wanted so badly to be cool be wanted to be king of the jungle and not just play all day in his private swimming pool So Henry rolled in some light brown mud and he found some straw to be his golden mane and he thought he was a lion and I guess he was tryin' cause he walked around roaring but it got kinda boring 'cause everybody thought he was insane chorus A goat can't be a goose A mouse can't be a moose A bat can't be a bug A poodle dog can't even be a pug and a cat can't be a cow and I think you know the reason why by now see, we're all made in our special way and we're specially made to be A-OK And you gotta be who you are You gotta be who you are It's the one thing you can do You gotta be you And it's gonna be hard sometimes to be so special And you gotta be brave sometimes to be so special and you're so special yes, you are You'e a star That's who you are That's who you are.

Kangaroo How do you do? Do you hop hop hop all over town? Do you hop hop hop when the sun goes down? Oh, Kangaroo Could I be you? Could I hop hop hop on the bedroom floor could I hop hop hop through the kitchen door, oh Kangaroo, you fine marsupial Carry your baby in a built-in pocket Momma's got a playpen, Momma's got a cradle and all she's gotta do is hop to rock it! (hop to rock it, hop, hop to rock it) Kangaroo I never knew You can get a big as nine feet tall Maybe you should learn to play basketball Oh Kangaroo Isn't it true? Australia's where you hang your hat with the Koala, the Dingo, the Emu and the Wombat chorus Kangaroo Doobie-dee-doo You can go faster than the fastest man But you could never sing the way that we can!

JOANIE AND THE GENIE Joanie met a genie in her own backyard She kicked a can, didn't even kick it hard When out from the can jumped a weird old man With a silver beard and a golden tan Said his name was Stan He said, "I've been trapped since way back when Recycled and crushed and recycled again And you at last have set me free I'm here to grant you wishes three." Then the genie said, Zamma-lamma-dong-ding Magic is a fine thing Zamma-lamma-ding-dong Every now and then it comes along Magic Anybody would have been so excited Joanie sneered and said, "I don't buy it! Genies come from rubbing lamps Not from kicking crummy cans! What kind of fool do you think I am?" And the genie said, Zamma-lamma-dong-ding Magic is a fine thing Zamma-lamma-ding-dong Every now and then it comes along You better grab it Before it jumps down a hole Like a little white rabbit Magic Joanie said, "And how come it's only three? I want five wishes! I want fifty! So many things that I could use Like chocolate cake... or bright red shoes… or..." Joanie didn’t say another word As lightening cracked and thunder stirred The genie smiled and said "Complete!" The cake was on the lawn The shoes were on her feet Zamma-lamma-dong-ding Magic is a fine thing Zamma-lamma-ding-dong Every now and then it comes along You better grab it When it’s gone You’re gonna think back hard To the moment you had it Magic Magic "You have now one more wish remaining And no extra wishes! That's in my training." Joanie said, "I know what you can do... Make me a genie just like you!” As the last word left her lips Thunder roared and lightening ripped And there in Joanie’s little hand Was a teeny weeny doll of a Genie named Stan Zamma-lamma-dong-ding Magic is a fine thing Zamma-lamma-ding-dong Every now and then it comes along You better grab it When it’s gone You’re gonna think back hard To the moment you had it Magic Magic Magic

Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, Pluto We’re goin’ round the sun, we’re goin’ round the sun, we’re goin’ round the sun Cause it’s got to be done, got to be done, got to be done Mercury is the very first planet Venus is number two Earth comes third and that’s a very good spot ‘cause it’s not too cold and it’s not too hot chorus Mars is is the number four four Jupiter is five Saturn’s six with its beautiful rings It’s a wonderful thing chorus Uranus is the seventh planet Neptune’s planet eight Last comes Pluto, number nine So far away the sun barely shines Chorus Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, Pluto

Picture the world As a great big giant beach ball Bouncing around On a great big sunny day When you see it spin All the colors blend And one day One day We'll all live as friends Picture the world As a great big giant pizza Topped with a hundred million different things When you take a bite Everything tastes right And one day One day We'll no longer fight Picture the world As a great big giant dresser And all of the countries Are all the different clothes Open up the drawers You wear mine and I'll wear yours And one day One day There will be no wars Picture the world As a great big giant planet Floating around In a great big Milky Way Paradise is here When we hold each other dear One day One day I believe it’s near Picture the world…

Dolls come to life when you turn off the light Chairs walk around Walls... whisper And the foot of the bed argues with the head And the rug... starts... creeping While you’re sleeping While you’re sleeping Your hair grows longer While you’re sleeping You grow taller and stronger While you’re sleeping The world starts dreaming And things you imagine Happen Dolls come to life when you turn off the light Sometimes they throw a party And they laugh and they joke how nobody knows The secret they’re keeping While you’re sleeping

You can be a robot (4x) You can be a robot Now you are a robot Now you’ve got a robot To clean your room (clean your room) A robot moves in a jerky sort or way ‘Cause he’s made of metal and wires He loves to work like you love to play And best of all he hardly ever tires You can be a robot Now you are a robot Now you’ve got a robot To clean your room Pick it up, pick it up, Put it where it goes Any robot knows it’s so much fun to play And when you’re playing robot you can Put it away Put it away Put it away! Engaging toy-location sensors Seeking out toy Removing from floor using hyperflazzicus procurement gizmo Transfering to toy to storage facility Part one of mission completed Now you are a robot Yes, you are a robot Now you’ve got a robot To clean your room (clean your room) A robot works and he makes a little noise Sometimes it’s a beep or a buzz He’s a little bit stiff when he picks up your toys And puts them all away the way a robot does Pick it up, pick it up, Put it where it goes Any robot knows it’s so much fun to play And when you’re playing robot you can Put it away Put it away Put it away! Cleaning can be fun You can be a robot (4x) Walk like a robot Laugh liike a robot Work liike a robot Clean your room WARNING: YOU ARE RUNNING LOW ON CLEANING POWER. BATTERIES NEARLY EXHAUSTED. GO IMMEDIATELY TO MOTHER, FATHER, OR OTHER APPROPRIATE HUMANOID FOR A BIG HUG. CHARGING COMPLETE! Now you are robot Once again a robot Now you’ve got a robot Your very own robot Good to be a robot Fun to be a robot Got to be a robot To clean your room A robot is strong A robot is smart And best of all you never have to feed one When the robot is through Your room will be clean It’s great to have a robot when you need one!

I’m an old hound dog That’s what I am I got long, long, long… ears I’m an old hound dog That’s what I am People call, call, call… I don’t hear See, it’s not the size of your ears that makes you listen And it’s not the size of your eyes that makes you see And if you fall into a pigsty, you know very well It’s not the size of your nose that makes you smell I’m a lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy dog Sittin’ here like a bump on a big ol’ log Maybe I should get up but I doubt it Tires me out just to think about it I’m an old hound dog That’s what I am I don’t do, do, do A thing all day Except chew my tail And scratch my butt I don’t care, care, care what people say See, it’s not the size of your ears that makes you listen And it’s not the size of your eyes that makes you see And if you fall into a chicken coop And get covered up in chicken goop It’s not the size of your nose that makes you smell like p… I’m a lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy dog Sittin’ here like a bump on a big ol’ log Maybe I should get up but I doubt it Tires me out just to think about it I’m an old hound dog That’s what I am I got long, long, long… ears I’m an old hound dog That’s what I am People call, call, call… I don’t hear Outro musings