Gaze up to the skies
Truth you've opened up my eyes
On the leg and a wing
We'll be winging it hard
On the wing of prayer
on the wing of a car
between radio stations and tuned in verses
are echoes of the creation of this universe
stars don't light up
stars reflect
i dont light up
we reflect
you then light up I deflect
just the racket of crickets
and this packet of biscuits
some flat out big riffs
and a fat lemon bifter
On the roof of your car at the stars
(x3)
Through to the star
Gaze up to the skies
Truth you've opened up my eyes
one day they're gonna make electrical implants for the brain that
Simulate raving sensations away
Imagine the dilemma
For the man and his penance
If he can get fucked
without hanging his health up
Would this be illegal (no no no)
Would the daily mail rail on it
Is this evil to need to escape these cages
On the roof of your car at the stars
(x3)
Through to the star
Gaze up to the skies
Truth you've opened up my eyes
pull out the glove box
blanket in the boot
yesterday's sweets are hankering for some fruit
in a rainproof jacket on the sunroof
sack it
I wish on a star
I wish for a bar with a cigar
start up the engine til the battery doesn't flatten
The music on the shuffle is becoming a patent
I don't know what that is
On the roof of your car at the stars
(x3)
Through to the star
Like some Ballardian nightmare from 1986
Let the satellite navigation system guide us to the Styx
We ride on her direction through the night while up to tricks
So the authority like figures don't find us with ours spliffs
On the roof of your car at the stars
(x3)
Through to the star
(repeat)
Gaze up to the skies
Truth you've opened up my eyes
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