Some place real nice
Take me somewhere to be
Like a parakeet in the sky
Like a flying top
A sweetbreeze mop
Cleaning up the night
Of all those pesky stars
And moon-lit dust and mites
I'm going to go somewhere
Really, really far
I'm going to climb a mountain
And catch a falling star
I'm going to slide down memory lane
I'm going to dance a mambo
On an open field plain
I'm going way up high
And catch a dream below
I'm going to swear by a rocket
And watch it blow.
