Žodžiai dainai: Husker Du. Flip Your Wig. Private Plane.

You ask how far the farthest star is
To go by bus or to go by car is
Way too far, you couldn't say
You won't get there anyway

He says it takes a private plane
But you could never get back to your feet again
Unless you break the ball and chain
He says "Now, it's a private plane"

With all these places in your mind
There's no reason you have to find
Your private plane
Don't play that game