The travelreport from the ceiling
They sat there on the beach
And if anyone had a spot, it was denied
They sat there on the beach
A journey to the sky
It sort of faded away
I said yes, please
I'd love to fly
Have you a suit and everything
They're posh and thin
And they know that one day
They're gonna fly
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