From the recording Wasted In Space
Lyrics
If all this went away
I know what I would miss the most
Summer time with you
Wearing smiles, but not our clothes
I went online just yesterday
And this is what it said
That at 9:13 tomorrow evening
We will all be dead
Hey! Oh! Hey! Oh!
I could pack a suitcase
But where the hell is there to go
I got my Star Wars lunchbox
Filled with applesauce and blow
There’s a train to Wichita
But tickets ain’t for sale
So I’ll hop on my bicycle
Please cancel all my mail
Hey! Oh! Hey! Oh!
Let’s build a rocket ship and sail it through the sky
Break through the stratosphere where we can all get high
Turn up the radio as Bowie sings our names
We’ll toast the captain as the earth goes up in flames
Kiss me, kiss me, kiss my apocalypse
Kiss me, kiss me, kiss my apocalypse
Kiss me, kiss me, kiss my apocalypse
Kiss me, kiss me, on my apocalypse
Will there be a glowing tunnel
Or will it all be black
When father’s made his mind up
We know there’s no turning back
Let’s build a rocket ship and sail it through the sky
Break through the stratosphere where we can all get high
Turn up the radio as Bowie sings our names
We’ll toast the captain as the earth goes up in flames
Hey! Oh! Hey! Oh No!