Bill Barret has a simple dream
He calls it his plan B
Buildings in the sky and the air is sugar free
And everyone is very friendly
Plan B arrived on a holiday
Took a cab to the shopping malls
Bought and ate until he could do neither anymore
Then found love on channel 44
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LA LA LA LA LA HE WANTS TO GO TO MAGIC AMERICA
LA LA LA LA LA HE´D LIKE TO LIVE IN MAGIC AMERICA
WITH ALL THE MAGIC PEOPLE
Bill Barrett sent his postcards home
To everyone he´d ever known they read
Fifty nine cents gets you a good square meal
From the people who care how you feel
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With all the magic people [fade to end]
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