Illusions cause confusion in our big red bleeding hearts Kiss me once or twice on my big red hurting lips I promise mescaline will be the last of all my trips We're tripping (This plane will take us to America) (I can see my house from here) (Can someone point me in the direction of an ambulance?) Pan Pan Pan Pan America This plane will take us to America This sinister red beam awoken deep inside the earth Won't take it long to get here from the moment of its birth Will drive us all completely mad and make us lose our sleep Troubled all our nations in our beds still counting sheep We're sleeping Please wait for me. Please take me to France These drugs are mean and there's a hole in my pants I need you for some comfort and sex I'll straighten it all out and make you some flapjacks Flapjacks Flapjacks are made of love These flapjacks were made in America This plane will take us to America (These flapjacks were made in America) Ain