We all live in a capital I
in the middle of the desert
in the center of the sky.
All day long we polish up the I
to make it clean and shiny
so it brightens up the sky.
Rubbing it here
and scrubbing it there.
Polishing the I
so high in the air.
And as we work we sing a lively tune
`It is great to be so happy on a busy afternoon.`
And when we`re through with the day`s only chore,
we go into the I
and we close the door.