Lyrics

Doggie, doggie, doggie can fly High, high up in the sky Riding, riding the floating eye There is a place where I'd like There is a place where I'd like to go Maybe green with grassy fields Tomatoes, waiting for me in the mountains, above the low brown clouds Doggie, doggie, doggie can see High, above the misery A landscape of dead bodies I'd like to eat some cherries and cheese Flying all day, I'm so hungry I long for simple food for me I long for life so pleasantly, before the low brown clouds Doggie, on the floating eye Smiles like the king of the sky He doesn't know where to go Grey, sad planet below Michael, searching for Flan from the Eyeball (Round beast in the air) Michael found a toupee in the diner (Optic organ in the air) Michael talks about Flan to the Eyeball (Eyeball whistling so loud) Michael is a cowboy on the Eyeball (Drifting into the low brown clouds) (Drifting into the low brown clouds) (Drifting into the low brown clouds) (Drifting...) "Fly slowly, fly slowly Fly slowly, fly slowly Fly slowly, over death Fly slowly, over death"