I have three friends I like to watch sleeping

They are a trio of the finest souls

They work together to make good friendship

And when they dream I dance and sing so low

I climb the walls and bounce right off the ceiling

I hide in laundry and behind the books

I cannot read them and I don’t care too

As long as they will bring me water and fruit

I am GIZMO, the flying squirrel

Safe in my little room

I am GIZMO, the flying squirrel

Chaser of darkness and gloom

I have a garden full of dried flowers

I throw them all around my room with care

I am indeed a great and mighty warrior

So don’t disturb me when I’m sleeping there

I dance across the curtain rod so easy

They cannot do the things I always do

They let me lick their empty liquor bottles

Then “naked mommy” is the game I choose

I am GIZMO, the flying squirrel

Safe in my little room

I am GIZMO, the flying squirrel

Chaser of darkness and gloom

Sometimes new friends come in and see me playing

I watch & see their eyes fill up with fear

“Get him away!” they cry, and run out screaming

They hurt my feelings and they just don’t care

Then mommy holds me ‘till I feel all better

My broken heart starts pumping joy again

NEW LIFE! NEW LIFE! With every breath I’m feeling

And somewhere someone is in love again.