The fly Lyrics

I know a colourful room 
Where we can fly 
And take a spin to the moon 
On Aunt Angelica's pie 
I am a fly, pie in the sky 
Across a harvest of stars 
And constellations 
We'll drink 
A starjuice on Mars 
Coz I don't know why 
I am a fly 

The major is dead 
It went to his head 
We gonna fly