Pie in the Sky - Frank Black

It takes photon power and eight minutes of an hour

To make it to our sun

And I know it sounds weird, but it’ll take you four years

To make the next one

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That’s the sauce of chaos

And that’s an order

That’s an order

So stomp your feet and clap your hands

Get outta your seat and do a little dance

Lift up your voice and sing with glee

Now listen carefully to me

Desert your quarters

Behold the pie in the sky

And that’s an order

That’s an order

That’s an order

That’s an order

That’s an order

That’s an order

That’s an order

That’s an order

That’s an order