We may be divided But of you all, I beg To remember we're all hoofed At the end of each leg No matter what the issue Come from wherever you please All this fighting gets you nothing But hoof-in-mouth disease Arguing's not the way Hey, come out and play It's a shiny, new day So what do you say? You gotta share You gotta care It's the right thing to do You gotta share You gotta care And there'll always be a way through Both our diets, I should mention Are completely vegetarian We all eat hay and oats Why be at each other's throat? You gotta share You gotta care It's the right thing to do And there'll always be a way Thro-o-o-o-ugh