There's a world A fuzzy blue world Spinning round Once a day There's a moon A pockmarked moon Sorta airless Furry and gray There's a star A brilliant star Burning slowly Not far away And then there's space Cold black space With not much in it Or so they say There's a boy A wrinkled strange boy Stepping up And outside to play There's a girl A puzzled looking girl Face full of freckles Singing away There's a ghost An old see-through ghost Pushing up daisies in the yard They're getting in my way And then there's space Cold black outer space Very little in it Or so they say There's a man An ancient man He's painting murals Of his yesterdays He's sitting home A ramshackle dome Just off the starlane Sorta tucked away Just him and his dog His old flying dog That's got a left antenna That's turning gray And then there's space Translucent space And we're all in it Spinning away But I don't believe it No I don't believe...it 'Cause there's all this space Up here in my head I can't feel my body I must be dead |