My dearest child, not yet born, not even concivied But I speak with you as if you are ´cause i fear the day you ask me about the sun, trees, birds and bees. Trees, birds and bees
You´ll want to know, what i did to stop it all and I won´t be able to hide my shame I´ll only tell you the tale of the pink elephant You can fly trough the heavens on their backs
Chorus: Believe me, pink elephant can fly over the hills, the mountains and trough the sky They could, if they would fly higher than high, but only the pink elephant can really fly
Forget the toys you used to play wars in your fantasy and the videos, were machines and monsters raged to rule The desire for power and pleasure formed your world and it will determine your childs future too
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Close your eyes and realize where you are They´ve survived dispite all we´ve destroyed Thy´re all my parents left me from better days They´re your friends and you can give them to your child