Magic Mountain

The story goes, from what I’ve heard
That those who go there don’t return
But I’ve come back a time or two
'Cause I don’t have a thing to lose
Mama, take me back again
Up to Magic Mountain
Mama, take me back again
Up to Magic Mountain
There’s a roundabout just beyond the clouds
We’ll be rolling out, we won’t come back down
We’ll be screaming loud, you won’t hear a sound
We’ll be climbing higher now, we won’t come back down
Down
Tourists on their camera phones
Wandering around like ghosts
But we’re too busy cutting lines
To see what’s on the other side
Mama, take me back again
Up to Magic Mountain
Mama, take me back again
Up to Magic Mountain
There’s a roundabout just beyond the clouds
We’ll be rolling out, we won’t come back down
We’ll be screaming loud, you won’t hear a sound
We’ll be climbing higher now, we won’t come back down
Down
Story goes, from what I’ve heard
Those who go there don’t return
But we’re like ships that sail above
Nothing’s ever high enough
There’s a roundabout just beyond the clouds
We’ll be rolling out, we won’t come back down
We’ll be screaming loud, you won’t hear a sound
We’ll be climbing higher now, we won’t come back down
Down
Down
Down