The story goes, from what I've heard That those who go there don't return But I've come back a time or two Cause I don't have a thing to lose Mama, take me back again Up to Magic Mountain Mama, take me back again Up to Magic Mountain There's a roundabout just beyond the clouds We'll be rolling out, we won't come back down We'll be screaming loud; you won't hear a sound We'll be climbing higher now; we won't come back down Down ♪ Tourists on their camera phones Wandering around like ghosts But we're too busy cutting lines To see what's on the other side Mama, take me back again Up to Magic Mountain Mama, take me back again Up to Magic Mountain There's a roundabout just beyond the clouds We'll be rolling out, we won't come back down We'll be screaming loud; you won't hear a sound We'll be climbing higher now; we won't come back down Down Story goes, from what I've heard Those who go there don't return But we're like ships that sail above Nothing's ever high enough There's a roundabout just beyond the clouds We'll be rolling out, we won't come back down We'll be screaming loud; you won't hear a sound We'll be climbing higher now; we won't come back down Down Down Down