Nothing on smoke today
Nothing dies on the wing
Wing's been losing time
And then I keep all the pain
Pain that comes and goes
It goes against all you see
You see I got Gable's eyes
And Eisenhower blames the poor
The poor huddled on the curb
Gotta get back in shape

We're backing up a major plan
We're treading on ???? lights
We're walking under golden sun
We're living in a Planet of Dreams
We're living in a Planet of Dreams
We're living in a Planet of Dreams
We're living in a Planet of Dreams
We're living in a Planet of Dreams
We're living in a Planet
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