Nasa Is On Your Side

I awake in the future, I had turned to stone with fear,

laid on petrified trees

In a high school massacre I'm fossilized and clear,

the teenage terrorists freeze

We began dismantling the stadia and schools, singing save our simian souls!

Polished up warm bullets hanging static in the air,

droplets glittering home



NASA knows, how the pheromones,

cascade! Down the walls, you can't help the way you feel

You're the crudest oil, let your vision boil,

yeah they're gonna dig a coal-face! out of you, Isambard I'm all steel!



Chasing homeless cheerleaders,

through the sewers lit by burning polythene bags

Pushing flame scorched limos to the oil rig tonight,

for the promenade dance

Fill your locker with an arsenal,

hieroglyphic every particle,

mother all about the coal and the lava and the gas

that we are, lovers on the landfill, digging me up to fuel rockets and risk

Look across now honey the horizon,

I can see a shuttle birth,

is it a boy? Or a girl? Or a gun?

I know it's ludicrous to be lost; there's never been a time like this



Everyone, is gonna end, up there, you're overcome, but NASA is on your side

It's happening, the sky is shattering,

and they're gonna make a Death Star, out of you, but NASA is on your side

NASA is on your side

NASA is on your side



Everyone, is gonna end, up there, you're overcome, but NASA is on your side

It's happening, yeah, it's happening,

and they're gonna make a Death Star, out of you, but NASA is on your side



There were children climbing over fridges in a rush

to see the death of the sun

And we laughed all night when they said "treasure in

the sky" and we had nothing but fun