(Grow! Grow! Grow! Grow!
Grow! Grow! Grow! Grow up!)

Would the Oak say to the Pine
Not so many needles next time
Try a few leaves you'll do just fine
If you look a little more like me

Or the Sycamore to the Blackberry Vine
Just let go your thorns
Grow your branches tall like mine
We'd all be better if you looked a little more like me

Nah, but we!
We don't all have the same soil
We don't all have the same soil
We don't all have, no we don't all have

Would the Sunflower say to the Lilly of the Valley
Why do you hide in the shade?
Come forth and show your colors proudly
You would be more [?] if you grew like me

Or the Sequoia to a Sapling in a fire
Maybe if you would have worked a little harder
Reached a little higher
Then you could stand strong like me

Nah nah nah
Nah, but we!
We don't all have the same soil
We don't all have the same soil
We don't all have, no we don't all have

Same soil, same soil

Nah, but we!
We don't all have the same soil
We don't all have the same soil
We don't all have, no we don't all have