[Verse 1: Andy] Come on a trip to the centre of the nebulous place I'm your host (Space Ghost!) on this cosmos chase It's a pattern around Saturn, so watch the rings Then follow the flight plan to Andromeda's wings Point your kaleidoscope at the balance expanse Never any bending the surface of molecular plans Enhance, the beat can secret so can search's and saves and signals, but not radio waves Cause' you've tuned into the top ten, the pop is repetitive A sedative that would make insomniacs relax Into a mummified state, but I'll unravel the clock Travel the harp, and feed a bon-bon to a ton-ton In other words, I duck and make the cargo drop In simple terms, I stop and rock the spot So I'm working on a new anti-gravity design In the jet-propulsion lab with Young Einstein,(and) Let me play Willy Mays and say hey to Dizzy Dustin Formerly known as cue-ball, back when I was called too tall But now with U-Haul, packing up, making moves to new places (Including the Oasis!) It's not a mirage, but a barrage of spoken ballet Everyone is spun by the tongue, conductors DJ It takes your ora from the world of the morbid Shoot you through a vacuum, put you into orbit
[Verse 2: Andy] Head to handicap, contact someone To the percussion club drubbing up the non-hum drum As it runs it and thus becomes a product of the ugly Now we can make it lovely (Like) A life can become a slow death, but one is left It's sold to a genie with bandini on it's breath Never came to baggage claim, so no venture over the fences into the frontier Where regret is varied consequences On the laster days, there
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[Verse 1: Andy] Come on a trip to the centre of the nebulous place I'm your host (Space Ghost!) on this cosmos chase It's a pattern around Saturn, so watch the rings Then follow the flight plan to Andromeda's wings Point your kaleidoscope at the balance expanse Never any bending the surface of molecular plans Enhance, the beat can secret so can search's and saves and signals, but not radio waves Cause' you've tuned into the top ten, the pop is repetitive A sedative that would make insomniacs relax Into a mummified state, but I'll unravel the clock Travel the harp, and feed a bon-bon to a ton-ton In other words, I duck and make the cargo drop In simple terms, I stop and rock the spot So I'm working on a new anti-gravity design In the jet-propulsion lab with Young Einstein,(and) Let me play Willy Mays and say hey to Dizzy Dustin Formerly known as cue-ball, back when I was called too tall But now with U-Haul, packing up, making moves to new places (Including the Oasis!) It's not a mirage, but a barrage of spoken ballet Everyone is spun by the tongue, conductors DJ It takes your ora from the world of the morbid Shoot you through a vacuum, put you into orbit
[Verse 2: Andy] Head to handicap, contact someone To the percussion club drubbing up the non-hum drum As it runs it and thus becomes a product of the ugly Now we can make it lovely (Like) A life can become a slow death, but one is left It's sold to a genie with bandini on it's breath Never came to baggage claim, so no venture over the fences into the frontier Where regret is varied consequences On the laster days, there
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