and so you wanna hear the music for a thousand years to come wanting something on the other side of the sun took a bite of a strange fruit, it's a chocolate melting on your tongue and a bossa nova beat that's making everyone dance alone
a thousand lightyears away, your mom and dad on the phone you tell them you are doing very fine on your own it's the sound of the suburb coming clean through your radio the foreign frequencies reminding you home
another intelligence reaching out to say hello twelve times around the beautiful machines we go black stars are falling down to the ground and explode while counting down for the rockets taking off into the big blue
a lot of doctors came to see us and the dancing dead man it's powder for your nose blowing up your head again that's why you wanna sing the blues untill your heart beats through your shirt sometimes we catch you while you're sleeping when it doesn't really hurt