I know a colourful room Where we can fly And take a spin to the moon On Aunt Angelica's pie I am a fly, pie in the sky Across a harvest of stars And constellations We'll drink A starjuice on Mars Coz I don't know why I am a fly The major is dead It went to his head We gonna fly
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