Texty: Dad. No Fuel Left For The Pilgrims. ZCMI.

Say if you see a vicious lightning on the nighttime sky
There is no use checkin' the starmap or asking daddy why
And if you get me on the wire, I'll give you this reply
See I'm comin' higher and higher over chimney, pot and spire

ZCMI, yeah, I'm that high flyin' guy
ZCMI, and when the moon sails by
ZCMI, I smile and wave goodbye
ZCMI

Beyond the end of space to the future and back
In search of solid ground to plant our flag
Yeah, we'd like to build a base but the sky was too black
See I'm comin' higher and higher over chimney, pot and spire

ZCMI, yeah, I'm that high flyin' guy
ZCMI, and when the moon sails by
ZCMI, yeah, I smile and wave goodbye
ZCMI

ZCMI, surrender or die
ZCMI

ZCMI, yeah, I'm that high flyin' guy
ZCMI, yeah, I smile and wave goodbye
ZCMI, when the moon sails by
ZCMI, yeah, I'm the ZCMI
ZCMI