Pango
Well-known member
It's now that time of day,
The world will soon be sleeping.
But there's a final game that we can play.
It's kind of fun to do.
It takes some good pretending.
We close our eyes and then we drift away...
In our ROFLcopter in the sky,
There are lots of destinations.
And our imagination will take us there.
In our ROFLcopter in the sky,
We will hover away so freely.
We will realize we really haven't got a care.
The ROFLcopter makes a sound that goes "soi soi soi soi".
Its pattern's from the quilt that's on your bed.
The seats are kind of puffy and very, very soft,
Just like the pillow where you lay your head.
We'll guide it oh so carefully between the cotton clouds,
And hover on each breeze that comes your way.
We'll watch the nighttime shadows move across the land below.
And hear the echos of the passing day.
In our ROFLcopter in the sky,
Let's dream a place to visit.
We will see there really isn't any place too far.
We can hover 'round the world.
We can find the land of daydreams.
We can stop and play with moonbeams.
And we can sail up to a star.
Fly so high. The seats are kind of puffy, very soft and fluffy just like a pillow.
We'll guide it oh so carefully between the cotton clouds,
And hover on each breeze that comes your way.
We'll watch the nighttime shadows move across the land below.
And hear the echos of the passing day.
In our ROFLcopter in the sky,
Come with me and we will travel,
And we'll carefully unravel all the wonders on the way.
In our ROFLcopter in the sky,
There will be no place for sorrow.
And we'll be back by tomorrow,
Just to start a brand-new day.
The world will soon be sleeping.
But there's a final game that we can play.
It's kind of fun to do.
It takes some good pretending.
We close our eyes and then we drift away...
In our ROFLcopter in the sky,
There are lots of destinations.
And our imagination will take us there.
In our ROFLcopter in the sky,
We will hover away so freely.
We will realize we really haven't got a care.
The ROFLcopter makes a sound that goes "soi soi soi soi".
Its pattern's from the quilt that's on your bed.
The seats are kind of puffy and very, very soft,
Just like the pillow where you lay your head.
We'll guide it oh so carefully between the cotton clouds,
And hover on each breeze that comes your way.
We'll watch the nighttime shadows move across the land below.
And hear the echos of the passing day.
In our ROFLcopter in the sky,
Let's dream a place to visit.
We will see there really isn't any place too far.
We can hover 'round the world.
We can find the land of daydreams.
We can stop and play with moonbeams.
And we can sail up to a star.
Fly so high. The seats are kind of puffy, very soft and fluffy just like a pillow.
We'll guide it oh so carefully between the cotton clouds,
And hover on each breeze that comes your way.
We'll watch the nighttime shadows move across the land below.
And hear the echos of the passing day.
In our ROFLcopter in the sky,
Come with me and we will travel,
And we'll carefully unravel all the wonders on the way.
In our ROFLcopter in the sky,
There will be no place for sorrow.
And we'll be back by tomorrow,
Just to start a brand-new day.
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