Calling all the kids in the city Come around, check out our pad We′ll be in the house getting ready It's better than the place we had Here, the drums don′t sound so bad
Calling all the kids in the city Find the room that spins around You'll step inside-out into orbit As the place lifts off the ground Into space without a sound
Oh, I know you're gonna love it Oh, I know you′re gonna flip out I feel so at home in orbit Oh, our own rocket ship!
Calling all the kids in the country Come along and hear us play Jump the fence, come on, Jack, be nimble Meet you in the field today Pick you up, up, and away
Oh, I know you're gonna love it Oh, I know you′re gonna flip out I feel so at home in orbit Oh, our own rocket ship!
Oh, I know you're gonna love it Oh, I know you′re gonna flip out I feel so at home in orbit Oh, our own rocket ship!
Calling all the kids in America Bring along your moms and dads They still love to turn up the stereo Think about the fun they had And did the kids turn out so bad?
Calling all the kids in the city Calling all the kids in the country Calling all the kids in America
In the city... In the country... In the city... In the country... Calling all the kids in America...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
