I awake in the future, I had turned to stone with fear, laid on petrified trees
In a high school massacre I'm fossilized and clear, the teenage terrorists freeze
We began dismantling the stadia and schools, singing save our simian souls!
Polished up warm bullets hanging static in the air, droplets glittering home
NASA knows, how the pheromones, cascade! Down the walls, you can't help the way you feel
You're the crudest oil, let your vision boil, yeah they're gonna dig a coal-face! out of you, Isambard I'm all steel!
Chasing homeless cheerleaders, through the sewers lit by burning polythene bags
Pushing flame scorched limos to the oil rig tonight, for the promenade dance
Fill your locker with an a***nal, hieroglyphic every particle, mother all about the coal and the lava and the gas that we are, lovers on the landfill, digging me up to fuel rockets and risk
Look across now honey the horizon, I can see a shuttle birth, is it a boy? Or a girl? Or a gun? I know it's ludicrous to be lost; there's never been a time like this
Everyone, is gonna end, up there, you're overcome, but NASA is on your side
It's happening, the sky is shattering, and they're gonna make a Death Star, out of you, but NASA is on your side
NASA is on your side
NASA is on your side
Everyone, is gonna end, up there, you're overcome, but NASA is on your side
It's happening, yeah, it's happening, and they're gonna make a Death Star, out of you, but NASA is on your side
There were children climbing over fridges in a rush to see the death of the sun
And we laughed all night when they said "treasure in the sky" and we had nothing but fun
In a high school massacre I'm fossilized and clear, the teenage terrorists freeze
We began dismantling the stadia and schools, singing save our simian souls!
Polished up warm bullets hanging static in the air, droplets glittering home
NASA knows, how the pheromones, cascade! Down the walls, you can't help the way you feel
You're the crudest oil, let your vision boil, yeah they're gonna dig a coal-face! out of you, Isambard I'm all steel!
Chasing homeless cheerleaders, through the sewers lit by burning polythene bags
Pushing flame scorched limos to the oil rig tonight, for the promenade dance
Fill your locker with an a***nal, hieroglyphic every particle, mother all about the coal and the lava and the gas that we are, lovers on the landfill, digging me up to fuel rockets and risk
Look across now honey the horizon, I can see a shuttle birth, is it a boy? Or a girl? Or a gun? I know it's ludicrous to be lost; there's never been a time like this
Everyone, is gonna end, up there, you're overcome, but NASA is on your side
It's happening, the sky is shattering, and they're gonna make a Death Star, out of you, but NASA is on your side
NASA is on your side
NASA is on your side
Everyone, is gonna end, up there, you're overcome, but NASA is on your side
It's happening, yeah, it's happening, and they're gonna make a Death Star, out of you, but NASA is on your side
There were children climbing over fridges in a rush to see the death of the sun
And we laughed all night when they said "treasure in the sky" and we had nothing but fun