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Paroles : Disneyland (demo)

Hot Sunday night
I guess the folks were busy fightin';
Joe'd already left home
Eleven years old on my own
Feelin' nothin' but lonely
There's nothin' to do
There's nothin' out there but the traffic
Down on State Ninety-three
So I'd sit thru the night by our old black-and-white TV
And that's where I saw it
That's when I heard it
Callin'...
Callin' me

Disneyland
Magic Kingdom, Disneyland
Close my eyes real tight
Wishin' hard I might, wishin' hard I may
Find my way to Disneyland
Gotta get to Disneyland
On a western breeze
Magic carpet, pleasе, carry me away

Oh, I know you're gonna say the trees arе papier-mâché
It's done with mirrors, the magic there
Each little bird's full of springs, you press a button, it sings
Recorded music in the air
The castle's plywood and paste, they've had the mountain refaced
Go on, say it!
I'll turn around and tell you, I don't care!
I will live in Disneyland
Make my home in Disneyland
Maybe it's all fake
That's a chance I'll take
It's perfectly okay
Someone give me Disneyland
Take me there to Disneyland
And when I get to Disneyland...
I'll stay