It's the safest way, I promise you, it's the only way to fly.My daddy said as he pointed up at the great, great thing in the sky.Pal, he said, he called me pal, we'll ride in that big balloon.Someday we'll fly to London town, we'll soar like the silvery moon.We'll go to Spain and Portugal, we'll fly to Paris, France.Did you know that ship has a ballroom hall, where it's big enough to dine and dance.With colored lights and saxophones, oh yes dad, tell me yes, yes, yes.Did you know every night for dinner pal, the people have to wear full dress.Wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah.I love to hear him talking, talking, the safest way to fly.My daddy promised and I trusted him, despite his terrible eye, despite his terrible eye.For I had not yet felt his wrath, when I gazed at the grey balloon.And I dreamed of going off with him, by the light of the silvery moon.We ran inside the house to hear on the big brown radio.The actual real live landing broadcast, the big ship was coming in slow.Ladies and gentlemen, here she comes, the announcer gaily exclaims.She's gliding in like a great grey bird.Oh god, it's burst into flames, my god, it's burst into flames.