You'll have to brush up on your singing to actually use this as a response, but the late Marvin Hamlisch and Howard Ashman said it best. Below, a couple of renditions of the same amazing song, DISNEYLAND (videos first, scroll down for lyrics).
"Hot summer night, I guess the folks were busy fighting
Joe'd already left home.
Eleven years old on my own feeling nothing but lonely.
There's nothing to do, there's nothing out there but the traffic down on state ninety-three.
So I'd sit through the night by our old black and white TV.
That's where I saw it
That's when I heard it
Calling, Calling me.
Disneyland, Magic Kingdom
Disneyland, I close my eyes real tight
Wishing hard I might, wishing hard I may
Find my way to
Disneyland, Gotta get to
Disneyland, on a western breeze
Magic carpet please, carry me away
When the world is too real, it makes it better to feel you have another place to go.
Somewhere there's magic enough, to leave what's ugly and tough, to grab a dream and let it grow.
Somewhere it's never too late, to leave it all at the gate and just be there.
We're free there.
Complete there.
Cause I know.
Gotta get to Disneyland. Magic Kingdom.
Where the child inside gets to laugh and gets to ride until it's all okay.
I believe in Disneyland.
Take me back to Disneyland. And when I get to Disneyland, I'll stay.
I know you're gonna say the trees are paper mache
It's done with mirrors, the magic there
Each little birds full of springs, you press a button it sings
Recorded music in the air
They've had the mountain refaced it's only plywood and paste
Go on say it! I'll turn around and tell you I don't care
I don't... care
I will live in Disneyland
Make my home in Disneyland
Maybe it's all fake, That's a chance I'll take
It's perfectly ok
Someone give me
Disneyland
Take me there!
To Disneyland
And when we get to Disneyland
Let's stay!!!!!!!
"Hot summer night, I guess the folks were busy fighting
Joe'd already left home.
Eleven years old on my own feeling nothing but lonely.
There's nothing to do, there's nothing out there but the traffic down on state ninety-three.
So I'd sit through the night by our old black and white TV.
That's where I saw it
That's when I heard it
Calling, Calling me.
Disneyland, Magic Kingdom
Disneyland, I close my eyes real tight
Wishing hard I might, wishing hard I may
Find my way to
Disneyland, Gotta get to
Disneyland, on a western breeze
Magic carpet please, carry me away
When the world is too real, it makes it better to feel you have another place to go.
Somewhere there's magic enough, to leave what's ugly and tough, to grab a dream and let it grow.
Somewhere it's never too late, to leave it all at the gate and just be there.
We're free there.
Complete there.
Cause I know.
Gotta get to Disneyland. Magic Kingdom.
Where the child inside gets to laugh and gets to ride until it's all okay.
I believe in Disneyland.
Take me back to Disneyland. And when I get to Disneyland, I'll stay.
I know you're gonna say the trees are paper mache
It's done with mirrors, the magic there
Each little birds full of springs, you press a button it sings
Recorded music in the air
They've had the mountain refaced it's only plywood and paste
Go on say it! I'll turn around and tell you I don't care
I don't... care
I will live in Disneyland
Make my home in Disneyland
Maybe it's all fake, That's a chance I'll take
It's perfectly ok
Someone give me
Disneyland
Take me there!
To Disneyland
And when we get to Disneyland
Let's stay!!!!!!!
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