You... Go... Up toward Mars, Then two turns right, Through the stars 'til you're out of sight, Past the clouds, Right through a dream Where the milky way turns Into a street of cream Fly sky high Around the Moon Through fleecy Clouds, You'll be there soon On 'till morning, Sail down the mist, At the bottom of the Rainbow, You will insist, There never, never was another land, Like the Neverland.