In the Land of No Ideas
    The people are so boring.
They lie in bed and sleep, sleep, sleep!
     Perhaps you’ve heard them snoring.

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In the Land of No Ideas
    There’s nothing much to do.

I’d be sick and tired of that
   And I think that you’d be too!

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In the Land of No Ideas
   There’s little work that’s done.
These dreadful, tedious, stupid folk
    Have not learnt to have fun!

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In the Land of No Ideas -
    They’ve no imagination
And even when you try to help
     They won’t get inspiration.

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In the Land of No Ideas,
    What do these people care?
Off to the Land of No Ideas?  
     Oh no, please don't go there!

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