Fantastic galactic
Autodidactic spaceman
Just drifting through the blackness
Spastic, stretch this slingshot elastic
Sombrero galaxy, shooting star, hat trick
And if gravity’s panic is at the twin seas
And a mask of the deep sleep can spin me
Full disclosure: I don’t have it in me
But I can polymath like Da Vinci
I bring this space bass

She got into a rocketship and took off
In the opposite direction from everyone
'Til the fuel ran out

Whup
Nights from days
Braise the atmosphere
Slay le soleil

Let the black appear
I'm praying for a way we could pass the fear
Old solar spoils
That’s what happens here
Plunged into darkness
I park this mars rover in Carthage
Loading another cartridge
Let art recommence from the carnage
Monoliths rise from the garbage
I bring this space bass