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    Said the condor to the preying mantis
We're gonna lose this place just like we lost Atlantis
Brother we got to go sooner than you know
The gypsy told my fortune, the gypsy told my fortune
The gypsy told my fortune, she said that nothin' showed.
    Well, we had a lot of luck on Venus
We always had a ball on Mars
We're meeting all the groovy people
We've rocked the Milky Way so far
We danced around with Borealis
We're space truckin' round the the stars
Remember when we did the moonshot
And Pony Trekker led the way
We'd move to the Canaveral moonstop
And everynaut would dance and sway
We got music in our solar system
We're space truckin' round the stars
Come on,come on,come on
Let's go Space trucking
Come on,come on,come on
Space trucking
    And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Call Alice
When she was just small
    She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I'd hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm, safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder and the rain
To quietly pass me by
    He's been with the world
I'm tired of the soup du jour
He's been with the world
Wanna end this prophylactic tour
Afraid nobody around here
Understands my potato
((Think I'm only a spudboy
Looking for a real tomato))
    Said the condor to the preying mantis
We're gonna lose this place just like we lost Atlantis
Brother we got to go sooner than you know
The gypsy told my fortune, she said that nothin' showed
    Under blue moon I saw you
So soon you'll take me
Up in your arms, too late to beg you
Or cancel it, though I know it must be
The killing time
Unwillingly mine
    You've never seen nothing like it, no, never in your life
Like, going up to heaven and then coming back alive
Let me tell you all about it (and the world will so allow it)
    sweet alice, disney princess, Alice: Madness Returns style, ariel, perfect hands
    Dead cat, dead rat
Did you see what they were at?
Fat cat in a top hat
Thinks he's an aristocrat
Thinks he can kill with laughter
Thinks he can shoot and slaughter
    He's been with the world
I'm tired of the soup du jour
He's been with the world
Wanna end this prophylactic tour
Afraid nobody around here
Understands my potato
((Think I'm only a spudboy
Looking for a real tomato))
    And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Call Alice
When she was just small
    Hey lady you got the love I need maybe it's too much 
Oh darling, darling, darling; walk a while with me
Oh, you've got so much, so much, so much
    Dead cat, dead rat
Did you see what they were at?
Fat cat in a top hat
Thinks he's an aristocrat
Thinks he can kill with laughter
Thinks he can shoot and slaughter
    Under blue moon I saw you
So soon you'll take me
Up in your arms, too late to beg you
Or cancel it, though I know it must be
The killing time
Unwillingly mine
    She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I'd hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm, safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder and the rain
To quietly pass me by
    He's been with the world
I'm tired of the soup du jour
He's been with the world
Wanna end this prophylactic tour
Afraid nobody around here
Understands my potato
((Think I'm only a spudboy
Looking for a real tomato))
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