Artist: bush
Song: space travel
Year: 1999
They're polishing the government
Resembles a last waltz
We are the playthings
We are the form
Soon it may come
Since we can rise
Too long since I've seen you
We move like satellites
My future lies in space travel
She's coming over me
They're burning the tenements
Topless progressive thinking
Political holes
Got six but pray for seven
My future lies in space travel
She's coming over me
I'll employ spies to stroll the gravel
They never want to leave
Our future lies
Our future lies
One, two, three
Scared of the government, scared of the government
Scared of the government, scared of the government
The future lies in space travel
There's someone after me
I'll employ spies in silver tassels
They never seem that pleased
The future lies, the future lies
Space
I'll employ spies, I employ spies
Space
Our future lies, our future lies
Space travel
Our future lies, our future lies
Space travel
