Take a seat--sit down--
'Cause we're going to
Snow-dusted fields.
Feels twice as real
With nothing but white noise about.

Snow-dusted fields forever...

Parliment's like the Tantive IV:
White corridors are all you see.
Too bad we can't get Organa,
But this all makes sense,
When we're high as the Ewoks' tree.

Take your seat--sit down--
'Cause we're going to
Snow-dusted fields.
Feels twice as real
With one big blizzard all about.

Snow-dusted fields forever...

Turn to page four-eighty and three.
Let's take another sniff of snow.
Then we'll all be--you know--flying
And we'll all fight,
But we won't feel a single blow.

Share it all around,
'Cause we're going to
Snow-dusted fields.
Feels twice as real,
When we're punching each other out.

Snow-dusted fields forever...

We've come apart at every seam;
Our whole constitution's a pipe dream.
The vote was "no!" but, well--ah yes--
But you're all wrong!
That is, who wants a piece of me!?

Let me take you down,
'Cause I've just been to
Snow-dusted fields;
Feels twice as real.
Someone hits me and I white out...

Snow-dusted fields forever...
Snow-dusted fields forever...
Snow-dusted fields forever...