Lyrics
Bill Barratt has a simple dream
He calls it his plan B
Bulidings in the sky and the air is sugar-free
And everyone's very friendly
Well, plan B arrived on a holiday
He took a cab to the shopping malls
Bought and ate until he could do neither anymore
Then found love on channel 44
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 those magic people
Bill Barratt sent his postcards home
To everyone, he'd ever know
(They read) 59 cents gets you a good square meal
From the people who care how you feel
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
With all the magic people
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
La, la-la-la-la
So nice to be in magic America
La, la-la-la-la
He'd like to live in magic America
With all the magic people
With all the magic people
With all the magic people (ho-ho, ho-ho ho)
With all the magic people (all the magic people)
With all the magic people (all the people, all the people)
With all the magic people (all the people, all the people)
With all the magic people (all the people, all the people)
