You walk on the moon float like a balloon

You see it's never too late and it's never too soon

Take it from me what it's like to be. In living color.

And how would you feel knowin' prejudice was obsolete

And all mankind danced to the exact beat

And at night it was safe to walk down the street.

Everybody here is equally kind in living color.

What's mine is yours and what's yours is mine in living color.

And how would you feel knowin' everybody was your friend

From thin to thick and through thick and thin

This egotistical trip could come to an end

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