Yeah you're stuck in the stars Somewhere in between betelgeuse and mars All the aliens look up, and they see images of themselves being pulled apart Branding themselves with vowels and constantly reminding themselves of the meaning they found in the stars
It's a constellation nation Attributing stars to martians That's who you are Blue summer, I can see you from afar All the thoughts you thought in your space car In your fantastic flying saucer
I can hear your voice inside static static Bouncing in between my ears like melted plastic plastic The thoughts I have are becoming masochistic Scraping my brain like physics of your friction You're a space cherub, you're my mystic
Come on Virgo, dance with the stars I know you love Jesus, but just wait till you take a ride in my space car Listen to my alien tunes as we rip space time apart We can go anywhere, but all I know is were going far