Legend has it that the moss grows on the north side of the trees
Legend has it when the rain comes down, all the worms come up to breathe
Legend has it when the sunbeams come, all the plants, they eat them with their leaves
Legend has it that the world spins round on an axis of 23 degrees
But have you heard the story of the rabbit in the moon?
Or the cow that hopped the planets while straddling a spoon
Or she, who leapt up mountains while whistling up a tune
And swapped her songs with swallows while riding on a broom
Well, we can all learn things, both many and a-few
From that old hunched-up woman who lived inside a shoe
Or the girl that sang by day and by night, she ate tear soup
Or the man who drank too much, and he got the brewers' droop
Come listen, all ye fair maids, to how the moral goes
Nobody knew and nobody knows
How the pobble was robbed of his twice five toes
Or how the dong came to own a luminous nose
Or how The Jumblies went to sea in a sieve that they rowed
And came to shore by the chankly bore, where the bong-trees grow
Where the jabberwocky's small green tentacles do flow
And the quangle wangle plays in the rain and the snow
But have you heard the story of the rabbit in the moon?
Or the cow that hopped the planets while straddling a spoon
Or she, who leapt up mountains while whistling up a tune
And swapped her songs with swallows while riding on a broom
Well, we can all learn things, both many and a-few
From that old hunched-up woman who lived inside a shoe
Or the girl that sang by day and by night, she ate tear soup
Or the man who drank too much, and he got the brewers' droop
But everything you see isn't everything that is
Every thing you think to be, every thought you can't dismiss
The lives we try to lead and the time we try to give
Well it's all a fallacy, we continue to relive
And every thing will live, just as every thing will die
Every foe that you forgive, and every friend that you deny
Every single first hello, and every single last goodbye
Every smile that you show, every tear that you hide
Well legend says that, one and one is two and that one and two is three
Well legend has it that, the first flight flew back in 1903
Well legend has it that, we're all just doomed, and we've ruined our society
Well legend has it that, we dug our tomb which we'll lie in for all eternity
But have you heard the story of the rabbit in the moon?
Or the cow that hopped the planets while straddling a spoon
Or she, who leapt up mountains while whistling up a tune
And swapped her songs with swallows while riding on a broom
Well, we can all learn things, both many and a-few
From that old hunched-up woman who lived inside a shoe
Or the girl that sang by day and by night, she ate tear soup
Or the man who drank too much, and he got the brewers' droop
Well everything you see isn't everything that is
Every thing you think to be, every thought you can't dismiss
The lives we try to lead and the time we try to give
Well it's all a fallacy, we continue to relive
And every thing will live, just as every thing will die
Every foe that you forgive, and every friend that you deny
Every single first hello, and every single last goodbye
Every smile that you show, every tear that you hide
Well legend has it that, the moss grows on the north side of the trees
Well legend has it that, the moss that grows will outlive both you and me
Well legend has it that, the world once knew a whole palette of lovely blues and greens
Well legend has it that, our corpses lie a foundation of insincerity