Gondola To Heaven

Buckle up, sit down, my name is Joe
Get on the gondola to heaven here we go
When we get there what the hell
We’ll eat a pound of mortadella
And dance the tarantella to and fro
My Uncle Louie — He’s a waiter back on Earth
He likes basketball, He also likes the Nerf
We’ll shoot a hoop or two as we jump in this canoe
Floating up the gondola to heaven
'Ats-a my boy, my Uncle Louie tells me
'Ats-a my boy, my Uncle Louie’s proud
You’re just like your mother
You’ve got the nose of your father
'Ats-a my boy, 'ats-a my boy, 'ats-a my boy
Mange, mange, eat your antipasto
Mange, mange, eat your provolone
As we passed the Milky Way
Uncle Louie liked to say
Mange, mange, mange, mange, mange, mange
It’s my job I navigate the gondola
I use a pole the size of the universe
We go around the black holes
Watch your head on the meteorite
All this work it builds up my appetite
The Earth she’s-a small like a meatball
The stars all look like Parmesan cheese
The tape deck blew a fuse
Uncle Louie takes a snooze
On the gondola to heaven
Book a flight it’s all right seats available tonight
Buck up on the gondola to heaven
We travel a zillion knots as we take jump shots
Shoot a hoop on the gondola to heaven
When we get there what the hell
We’ll eat a pond of mortadella, 'ats-a nice!
Floating up the gondola to heaven