Would you like to go, would you like to go

Would you like to go, would you like to go

back to the land that you and I once knew



Would you like to go, would you like to go

back to the land that you and I once knew



Where prophets play electric guitars

right into the stars that shine

for you and I, your twinkling eye

invites me to bring you



Would you like to go, would you like to go

Would you like to go, would you like to go

back to the land that you and I once knew



Would you like to go, would you like to go

back to the land that you and I once knew



Where choruses of angels all sing Hallelujah

with portable phonographs made in Japan,

selling for less

calling me to you



Would you like to go, would you like to go

Would you like to go, would you like to go

Ba Ba Ba...



Would you like to go, would you like to go

Would you like to go, would you like to go

Ba Ba Ba...Ooohhh...



We'll fly into the evening mist

and have our backs scratched by a smile

A while ago I started to begin a song

I hope it won't take long



Would you like to go, would you like to go

Would you like to go, got the guts to go

only we will know, ooohhh...