(Spoken)
[LEONARD]
Okay, so sopranos, you're on the hot seat
To bar 44, just the end of "make our garden, make our garden grow," heading to the a cappella
And, sopranos, make sure that you make space so that the high notes can soar

(Song)
[CHOIR]
Let dreamers dream what worlds they please
Those Edens can't be found
The sweetest flowers, the fairest trees
Are grown in solid ground
We're neither pure nor wise nor good
We'll do the best we know
We'll build our house, and chop our wood
And make our garden grow
And make our garden grow