Meet me at the fairground   Honey, I swear I'll show you a good time   I'll place you at the top of the ferris wheel like a star   Just like you are      Meet me at eleven   The crowds will have gone then   And we'll have the run of the place   And no one will stop us launching off into space      We can be astronauts   We can be cosmonauts   We can be free   Drifting along on the solar breeze      Meet me at the fairground   Painted in black   Galloping horses   With poles in your backs