We obey to the call
(Or) whatever, you name it
Day by day, door to door
There's a story crawling on
It's a journey, it's a song
And it drives us all along

We're the space ship men, oh oh
We're the space ship men

People walk on a ball
Live on a bullet
No one's bound to sweep the floor
Stop staring at your socks
We're the ever-aging scotch
Feeling dry and on a rock



We're the space ship men, oh oh
We're the space ship men
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