Penguins

Jazz Butcher

Compositor: Pat Fish

We are penguins.
We are penguins.
We are flightless
We are standing on our eggs
In the snow
`Coz we're penguins
And we're standing on the ice floe
Of the antarctic
And it's freezing.
We are penguins.
Only penguins.
We are flightless
We are standing in the snow
Without food.
`Coz we're penguins
It's what we do.
On the ice floe of unknowing.
And it's freezing.

We are penguins.
We are penguins.
We are flightless
And quite amusing.
You can laugh if you want.
`Coz we're penguins
And we're standing in the space
That you have left us
And it's freezing.