Flying Saucer Over Mongolia

Lyrics

There's a great big old eyeball Rolling on the white-wash fence Under shooting stars falling Falling under purple planets There's a rock with a big top Licking me on my earlobe Floating in the midnight sun Up in the purple Arctic Circle Mongolia, I long for you Mongolia, in my flying saucer I'm searching for you And a giraffe is dancing Tango upon my forehead While we glow in the deep dive Mongolia sings my favorite salt song Genghis Khan was a Mongol And he had a good eyeball He comes from where I am dreaming Dreaming of scrеaming horses that tap-dance Mongolia, I long for you Mongolia, in my flying saucer I'm sеarching for you Mongolia, I long for you Mongolia, in my flying saucer I'm searching In my flying saucer I'm searching In my flying saucer I'm searching for you