We may be divided
But of you all, I beg
To remember we're all hoofed
At the end of each leg
No matter what the [bad word] from wherever you please
All this fighting gets you nothing
But hoof and mouth disease
Arguing's not the way [bad word] out and play!
It's a shiny, new day
So, what do you say?
You gotta share
You gotta care
It's the right thing to do
You gotta share
You gotta care
And there'll always be a way through
Both our diets, I should mention [bad word] vegetarian
We all eat hay and oats
Why be at each other's throat?
You gotta share
You gotta care
It's the right thing to do
And there'll always be a way
Thro-o-o-o-ugh!