Bill Barret has a simple dream He calls it his plan B Buildings in the sky and the air is sugar free And everyone is very friendly Plan B arrived on a holiday Took a cab to the shopping malls Bought and ate until he could do neither anymore Then found love on channel 44 LA LA LA LA LA HE WANTS TO GO TO MAGIC AMERICA LA LA LA LA LA HE'D LIKE TO LIVE IN MAGIC AMERICA WITH ALL THE MAGIC PEOPLE Bill Barrett sent his postcards home To everyone he'd ever known they read Fifty nine cents gets you a good square meal From the people who care how you feel With all the magic people