Jul 20, 2011 10:51
It’s cold outside, there’s no kind of atmosphere,
I’m all alonе, more or less.
Let me fly far far away from here,
Fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun, sun.
I want to lie, shipwrecked and comatose,
Drinking fresh mango juice.
Goldfish shoals nibbling at my toes,
Fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun, sun,
Fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun, sun.
I’ll pack my bags, and head into hyperspace,
Velocity at time-warp speed.
Spend my days in ultraviolet rays,
Fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun, sun.
We’ll lock on course, straight through the universe,
You and me, and the galaxy.
Reach the stage, hyperdrive’s engaged,
Fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun, sun,
Fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun, sun.
sitcoms,
fun