The World is a Pumpkin Songtext

The world is a pumpkin
The sky is a hammock
And the poles are a couple of trees
It gets so demented
My brain is fermented
And now it's beginning to freeze
This song was made in such a rush
This microphone, it really sucks
So here's an instrumental

So, do I win?
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