Second star to the right and straight on 'til morning.
      Monkey Programmer Boy: 
But, Peter, how do we get to 
Portal Land?
Peter Pan: 
Fly, of course!
Monkey Programmer Boy: 
Fly!
Peter Pan: 
It's easy! All you have to so 
is to . . . is to . . . is to- 
Huh. That's funny!
Monkey Programmer Boy: 
What's the matter? 
Don't you know?
Peter Pan: 
Oh sure, it's just that I 
never thought about it before. 
Say, that's it! You think of a 
wonderful thought!
Monkey Programmer Boy: 
Like Lotusscript?
John: 
Sleigh bells?
Micheal: 
Snow?
Peter Pan: 
Yep! Watch me now-here I 
go! It's easier then pie!
Monkey Programmer Boy: 
He can fly!
John: 
He can fly!
Micheal: 
He flewed!
Peter Pan: 
Now, you try.
Monkey Programmer Boy: 
I'll think of LotusScript. Oh-underneath a magic moon.
John: 
I'll think I'm in a pirate's cave.
Micheal: 
I think I'll be an Indian brave.
Peter Pan: 
Now, everybody try-one, 
two, three!
All three children: 
We can fly! We can fly! 
We can fly!
Peter Pan: 
This won't do-what's the 
matter with you? All it takes 
is faith and trust . . . oh! And 
something I forgot-dust!
All three children: 
Dust? Dust?
Peter Pan: 
Yep! Just a little bit of pixie dust. 
Now, think of the happiest 
things. It's the same as having wings.
Monkey Programmer Boy: 
Let's all try it, just once more.
John: 
Look! We're rising off the floor!
Micheal: 
Jiminey!
John: 
Oh my!
All three children: 
We can fly! 
Peter Pan: 
You can fly!
All three children: 
We can fly!
Peter Pan: 
Come on, everybody, here we 
go! Off to Portal Land!
(sung) 
Think of a 
wonderful thought 
Any merry little thought 
Think of Christmas, think 
of snow 
Think of sleigh bells-off 
you go! 
Like reindeer in the sky 
You can fly! You can fly! 
You can fly!
Up you go with a heigh 
and ho to the stars beyond 
the blue 
There's a Portal Land 
waiting for you 
Where all your happy 
dreams come true 
Every dream that you 
dream will come true
When there's a smile in 
your heart 
There's no better time 
to start 
Think of all the joy 
you'll find 
When you leave the world 
behind 
And bid your cares 
good-bye 
You can fly! You can fly! 
You can fly! (etc.) 
(repeat)
(spoken) 
Peter Pan: 
There it is, Monkey Programmer Boy, 
second star to the right and 
straight on 'til morning. 
    
 
        





