Got tired of wastin' gas livin' above the planets
Mister, show me the way to Earth
The boys in Quadrant 44, with their vicious metal hounds
Never come around here no more
Sometimes I wonder if I'm still alive
I'm six-feet down at age 25
Maxwell led the demon rock hand jive
I came down like water, for the age of solar love
And hail to the father, kiss your sons and your daughters
Goodbye, goodbye... steam scared and roller, Ladytron controller
Ten feet tall, better walk it back down
Despite the great duress, always get off, 'cause damn it
It's the only surefire way to win
Your poison doesn't hurt me, no, tender wine disguised in a milk bath
Bad T.V. show
I'm here to celebrate the one below
Last that I heard from good God above
Was the slap on my ass by a lipstick-kissed elbow glove
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