You look up high
And you see the sky so big and blue
And you wonder why
People don't worship beauty
You look down on the ground
And you see the flowers
They're red and blue and brown
And you wonder why
People don't worship beauty
There was a beautiful land
There was a beautiful land
There was a beautiful land call Fuh
And in this land there was a king
And everybody called him the Fuh king
And the Fuh king did what he wanted to do
I said the Fuh king
He went where he wanted to go
Oh, mighty, mighty Fuh king
All hail the Fuh king, the mighty Fuh King
All hail, all hail the Fuh King
You walk out on the street
You see the people and hear the pitter pat
Of their happy young feet
And you wonder why
People don't worship beauty
See the animals and plants
See the men and women do their sacred dance
All in a key ring around beauty
All hail beauty, mighty beauty
All hail, all hail beauty
There was a land they called Fuh
And in this land there was a king
And everybody called him the Fuh king
And the Fuh king thought what he wanted to think
I said the Fuh king he said what he wanted to say
Oh, mighty, mighty Fuh king
All hail the Fuh king, the mighty Fuh king
All hail, all hail, all hail the mighty Fuh king