Superslide

When you cross the black sky
With one place in your head
Second star on the right
Straight on till morning
Careful what you might find
Once you lose the coastline
You better take an extra jacket
Cause the place has changed

Superslide
Right on in
Superslide
I'm here again

A little while ago
I had a funny feeling
The captain's hook is so sharp
And Peter Pan's been drinking
If Edgar Allan Poe
Could get a hold of the pixie dust
A monster in the harbor
And crocodiles for each of us

Superslide
Right on in
Superslide
I'm here again

Not too many ships come round here no more
Since Peter Pan found out his little Wendy was a common whore