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