All the nations sitting on a blanket
Having a picnic, the Picnic of the World.
There's Holland and there's Poland
And there's Iceland and there's Thailand.
There's England and there's Scotland and America (that's my land).
There's Canada and Panama; there's Sweden and Aruba,
Korea, Tanzania, not to mention Greece and Cuba.
Mali, Bali, Mexico and Martinique.
Hungary, Turkey, India and Mozambique.
Haiti, Fiji, Israel and Senegal.
Kenya, Ghana, Jordan and Nepal
All sitting on the same big blanket
With the same big basket
Full of sandwiches and deviled eggs.
We're all drinking from the same big thermos
At the same big picnic.
It's the Picnic of the World.
There's Pakistan, Afghanistan, Malaya and Nigeria.
There's Luxembourg and Liechtenstein. Let's not forget Liberia.
There's Paraguay and Uruguay; there's Russia and there's Syria,
Sudan, Japan, Iraq, Iran and what about Algeria?
Finland, Greenland, Switzerland and Vietnam.
Denmark, Norway, Swaziland and Suriname.
Chile, China, Guatemala, Trinidad.
Tonga, Togo, Portugal and Chad
All sitting on the same big blanket
With the same warm soda
As the ants crawl on our sandwiches.
We're all swatting at the same mosquitoes,
Eating burned up burgers
At the Picnic of the World.
There's Gambia and Zambia and Laos and Guyana.
There's Libya, Namibia, Andorra and Botswana.
Then there's Singapore and Ecuador, El Salvador and Lebanon,
Albania, Rumania. There's Burma and Bhutan
All sitting on the same big blanket
With the same big basket
Full of problems and annoyances,
But all knowing at the deep down heart of it
We're all a part of it,
The Picnic of the, Picnic of the, Picnic of the World.