Life is Magic, Here is my Rabbit
In Wellington, from Island Bay,
To Khandallah and the Kapiti
With a Pinot Gris or a Pinot Noir
Don’t matter what colour you are
Comes up the apples and down the pears
The pitter-patter of ideas
Some people gather over there
Some people gather over here
O, life is magic, here is my rabbit
In a lot of ways we may be the same
Imaginary drops of rain
With a little dust, and a little lust
And a little something up our cuffs
Just as Jenny, she loved Forrest Gump
There are no dreams big enough
They go and they hit us over there
They go and they hit us over here
O, life is magic, here is my rabbit
In Lyttelton, from Corsair Bay,
To my verandah, and London Street
With a c’est la vie, or a salami
It’s all the bloody same to the sea
Comes up the apples and down the pears
The pitter-patter of ideas
They go and they hit me over there
They go and they hit me over here
O, life is magic, here is my rabbit
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