Throwin' up, find a glove Fly around, up above Doin' stuff that I love You're like "Why?", I'm like "What?" Crisp and dry, eat some mud Glowing up, lovey-dove Doin' stuff that I love You're like "Why?", I'm like "What?" ♪ What? ♪ Oh, a unicorn horn makes a unicorn stride It's the more-head on your forehead, it's the source of your pride Every unicorn who's born has worn a horn that's unique So we'll whip them up as we speak, you'll be lookin' très magnifique We'll fake a phony protrusion and make a bony illusion It's not the perfect solution, but the world's not big on inclusion And with those rocks in our pockets, we'll reap the reward And folks'll be floored, we'll strike a new chord Our magic restored!