I Know A Colorful Room
Where We Can Fly
And Take A Spin To The Moon
On Aunt Angelica's Pie

'Coz I Am A Fly
Pie In The Sky

Across A Harvest Of Stars
And Constellations
We'll Drink A Starjuice On Mars
Miss Our Connection And Cry

'Coz I Don't Know Why
I Am A Fly

The Major Is Dead
It Went To His Head
We Gonna Fly