Never Never Land

Who do you seek, kids? Well we seek the fruits of nature UMCs, that's their names We searched for miles around And found dead blue cheese Off the shores of the isle Emphatically the answer was "yes," Knowing that the men were residing somewhere near "Hip-hip-hooray-hoorah" was the estimated shout of The children all drenched in cheer Come out, wherever you are, UMCs it's we Who? We are the kids of Never Never Land who never saw a Man with a mic in his hand Well yes I am the man, yes I am, yes I am, yes I am, yes I am Yes you are Certainly endowed with the graces of a good style Fun for all, for the children of afar Follow me now on the path to the mountain chill When I reach the top, what should I shout? What should I shout? What should I shout? What should I shout? I have no idea, then again, I don't know why fear would be Relevant in situations such as so Unless the element required to give such a blow Was never there My structural craft is what attracts All to the man, the kids of Never Never Land We are the kids of Never Never Land who never saw a Man with a mic in his hand In time you find my main mode of thinking is thinking about Reaching new objectives until all shout A U-Man's a true man! Precisely, when every man is you And every dream you ever had came true When you flock to my plan You're watching all the actions that I do to make the world anew Uba dooba catch the Kim Maneuver World-improver, call me "super duper" Now I'll mark your course Your course is picked, preparations are made Trust in me, because your course was picked My lifestyle is K.I.C.K, causin' no trick School yard's open, playtime has come My lyrics and chants so run Hurry before It's done Well here we are, sir! Yeah, I'm glad to see you made it one piece, but drop the "sir," huh? A new life on lease, since life is so brief But, we are the kids of Never Never Land... True, but never say you couldn't when you should say you can 'Cause if I would have too when I did what you now see me do I would have never welcomed you We are the kids of Never Never Land who never saw a Man with a mic in his hand Live is the snap of my snare, prompted by the bass Yes, the kick on the one If I be the father of your kids, my concern, would Absolutely be the point at which you return And I ask, "children, children," Yes, Father man? "Where have you been to?" UMC Land "How are they keeping?" Far from a fall "What did they teach you?" Come one, come all! Yes, come one come all and I mean the whole bunch No waitin', step up front, hesitatin' Let the hunt up to me, the U, the M, the sivva-sivva-C, y'all It's time to be all you can be y'all Ollie ollie oxen free, free to roam the plains of U Land Now come and sing with me... Got to be there, be there, in the morning! Sunlight shining and now a new day's dawnin' I look past the atmosphere, council with the stars Venus, Jupiter, Mars Then I get in touch with my inner glow Radiate my thoughts so that the world will know That I ride on the crest of the wave I harness the sky, tame the sea Bring new perspectives as my movements roam free Freedom as expressed by the one who's omnipotent Potently expressing tho I'm Earthly bound Making my appearance as one heaven-sent Utilize my skill until my time's well-spent as the two The true, the U, the M, the Cs y'all It's time to be all that you can be y'all... We are the kids of Never Never Land who never saw a Man with a mic in his hand We are the kids of Never Never Land who never saw a Man with a mic in his hand We are the kids of Never Never Land who never saw a Man with a mic in his hand