All my life I have been searching
For the fabled Promised Land
With my sisters and my brothers
We shall walk there hand in hand
Through the trials and tribulations
And the Devil's cruel temptations
I know that we will all get there one day
After years and years of wand'ring
Oh the Kingdom we shall find
And the doors may not be open
But we'll gather in the line
And our hearts will swell with pride
The day those gates swing open wide
And we take a walk down Main Street, USA

Oh that Magic Kingdom in the Sky
We will all be there together by and by
We will all drink from the fountain
And go ridin' on Space Mountain
When we reach that Magic Kingdom in the Sky
Where Mother Minnie Father Dopey and
Saint Tinkerbell abide
There will be no more cares or sorrows
On that heavenly teacup ride
I will lay down all my fears when I put on
Those big black ears
And join the choir to sing in harmony (harmony)
We will sing the songs of aimless souls
Who once had gone astray
Who were lost but now are found
In the electric light parade
Singing "Hakuna Matata"
Growing Mouseketeer stigmata
In the only club that's made for you and me

Oh that Magic Kingdom in the Sky
We will all be there together by and by
All God's children shall be freein'
Pirates of the Carribean
When we reach that Magic Kingdom in the Sky
Oh the meekest and poorest
Their inheritants shall see
And a zillion Japanese tourists
All will join the jamboree
They will ride that holy monorail
Into sweet Providence
When they know that their redeemer is
A mouse in short red pants

[Nice pants!]

Won't you take me to Orlando
Where the sun is shining bright
All the angels are cleanshaven
And the people snowy white
Where your problems all are hidden
And unhappiness forbidden
You'll find salvation for a modest fee
Climb into my Winnebago
And if you help with the gas
Then we maybe can finagle
You five or six day pass
May your afterlife be blessed
Just American Express it
Let Mastercard and Visa set you free...

Oh that Magic Kingdom in the Sky
We will all be there together by and by
All religions may be practiced there
Except for Southern Baptist
When we reach that Magic Kingdom in the Sky
Oh that Magic Kingdom in the Sky
Manufactured by that Uncle Walter guy
We'll give thanks to that old geezer
And we'll keep in the freezer
When we reach that Magic Kingdom in the Sky