A feathery plume is filling up the air. Everyone's looking
but no one seems to care. Well, I've got to get away, got to get
away. Got to get away today. 'Think
I'm moving to Sunshine City (Everything is fine.) Sunshine City (Everything
is mine.) A hundred dollars moves you in; that's when all the fun
begins!
Another airplane blown out of the sky!
Nobody seems to have a reason why? Another airplane blown out of
the sky? Everybody seems to have a reason why! Well, I've got to get
away, got to get away. Got to get away, today. 'Think I'm moving to
Sunshine City (Everything is fine.) Sunshine City (Everything is mine.)
A hundred dollars moves you in; that's when all the fun begins!
Building a better tomorrow... today.
Music by Steve Moramarco
Lyrics by Steve Moramarco and Nicholas Moramarco
© Stevetime Music, BMI
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