Flat Mars Society Band - World's Fair

From the car window, it looks like Heaven
But it's just Queens
Walk across the parking lot and
Board the tram
Head on in

It's a world of triumph and wonder
A future of promises
A carousel of progress
At the World's Fair

In '65 he was 4 years old
Too young to grasp
How the sights and sounds of space and machines shaped my path

In 3 years, cities would burn
And a war waged on
But right then, Anything was possible
At the world's fair

For years, the memories were dreams
bleached Ektachrome slides
A plastic dinosaur, and ancient towers
Hey kids, that's the world's fair

Written by:
Billy Sokol

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