(cue “big bang”)
fire away …
in every direction…
don’t try to explain…
just refrain from perfection…
cuz chaos is golden
once order is gone…
don’t try to explain…
just try to hold on…
(upon completion of instrumental track:)
(cue *big rock*)
when i see my baby celebrating
it keeps me awake
until i finally turn the other corner
seeing how much she can take
but if you see me crawling from the distance
i’ve made a mistake…
so summon all your social classes
and keep them in line
i’m gonna give your captors second chances
and release them in time
but be careful who you claim to love
remember you’re mine…
*big blue*
big blue
whatcha gonna do?
when you find yourself
on the front line?
big blue
makin front page news
when you’ve resigned yourself
to the back nine
but we know now
that there’s no replacement
while you hide in your basement
and protect your creations
big blue
we did it all for you
and you may never know
while you wallow below
big blue
we did it all for you
we’ll keep you televised
when your creation dies
big blue
we know we didn’t know
we fell for finer things
you’re buried deeper below
(cue *bigtime blues*)
hey you
my sources never refuse
reveal so much but they never will repeat us
hey you
i’ve got the bigtime blues
slinking around cuz they never will defeat us
ooo, i heard the loveliest news (today)
she’s drowning in her sorrows
and they never even knew
i listen in on what the neighbors say
they discuss so much
but they’re not like us
no, they’re nothin like us
hey you
have you heard the news?
i’m glancing at the headline but refusing to believe it
burning down the house just as i lace up my shoes
cuz those that know their histories are destined to repeat it
ooo, she was my lady in disguise
she told the loveliest lies
but when i looked in her eyes
she was my front page news
she sounded kinda dumb but i knew she wouldn’t cheat us…
(cue *apollo 18*)
i’ll be arriving in your driveway soon…
we’ll fill the tank up, then we’ll drive to the moon…
i’ve got my iPhone showing me the route
i wore my NASA suit
we’ll sing a space age tune
have you been waiting for a man like me?
(we’ll see)
we’re gonna leave behind your family
(trust me)
i brought a dozen roses in a vase
we’ve got a dozen days ’til the next lunar phase
‘cuz i’ve been waiting for a girl like you
and now it’s finally gonna all come true
i brought a magazine to pass the time
we’ve got a dozen days ’til the next lunar phase
i’m gonna google it and find the route
and i’ll be wearing out my NASA suit
cuz we’re preparing for a landing soon
we’re landing on the moon
we’ll sing a space age tune
neil armstrong
neil armstrong
won’t take long ’til he’s home again
one small step
not there yet
it’s all we get, just time for one small step
(it’s all we get)
we’re traveling swiftly through the arctic zone
yes we are all alone, yes we are all alone
and we’ll be all alone until mister armstrong comes home
mister armstrong comes home
mister armstrong comes home
play hardball
play hardball
play hardball or you’ll never be remembered at all
(when the time comes…)
*lift-off!*
he sings along with the choir
dressed in his schoolboy attire
takes a spark to set off a fire
the chorus soars through the night…
so he pores through his record collection
establishes his connection
he’s leading a resurrection
his fingers bleed through the night…
and something inside him feels right
so he trains everyday for the fight
while the onlookers doubt, they can’t figure him out
they oppose him with all of their might…
(*enter vicious roars of a sports arena*)
and when he marches in, i’ll be waiting
but there’s no cause worth celebrating
for the course that he’s navigating
can only end with his life
(female voice:)
then what would i do?
i’m never secure but my spirit is true
one by one, two by two…
i’m not here at all when i’m not here with you
and when he comes back, i will be waiting
among the crowd congregating
they’re raining on his parading
he marches into the night
had she always known he was right
and he’d lose it all in the fight
time to exit the game and go back where he came from…
(embarked on a magical flight) x 4
hold onto your seats
(enter jogabot!!!)
(cue “back in orbit”)
intro: ‘trampolines’
“do the harvard hop!”
“just a joga jump!”
what makes your hula hoop spin?
what makes your hula hoop spin?
oh, you’ve gotta let me know cuz i tried to make mine spin around
but it wobbled down and it rested on the ground
(and so i never found out…)
what makes your hula hoop spin?
what makes your hula hoop spin?
oh, you’ve gotta let me know, i’ve been wonderin’ for a while
now i will not leave until you let me know
karl bird, he tried to run away (on his bicycle)
’til mark blumberg convinced karl to stay
and mister malchow sold them both a home
left larnald in the attic all alone
ravi the ree-ree, he failed another test
he can’t stand ramesh, ramesh think he’s the best
now mister minnis thinks it’s time to order lunch
melissa gets her panties in a bunch
‘cuz i’ve been watching your hula hoop spin
now just tell me where to begin
if i want to make it go, should i spin side to side or up and down?
but it wobbled down and it landed on the ground (so i never found out…)
how to make it spin when the western wind won’t blow (knock me down…)
then i’ll ride the rainbow…gliding like a pro
wacky kanacki, he offered me a job (he wants me back you see)
got an office out in jersey, he works with trader bob (treho / he’ll know)
they’re patenting ideas, they’ll wait ’til someone uses one
now they’re suing every entity under the sun
wacky kanacki, he offered me a job (he wants me back you see)
now he works out of his closet, he’s hiding from the mob (you slob, don’t sob)
he’s paying me in promises, i pray that he’ll come through on one
’til the day that he ended his life with a blast of his gun
back in the orbit again (vapomiyoawayo)
the green light means go, so we can (good evening sir, don’t you wish you were?)
blows up like a balloon, but goes down so very smooth
’til we’re back in the orbit again
back in the orbit again
with conman and magical dan
the girls come out to play, that’s when showboat sail away
sailing back in the orbit again…
yea, the girls come rolling by and i look one in the eye…
sailing back in the orbit again…
(cue *all-american alien*)
greet the audience / introduce the musicians / shout-out to influences
“thank you…”
(8 measures)
(piano chords / guitar solo)
(solo acoustic:)
i have seen him circling the skies
colored green, his melancholy eyes
they’ll be soaked in his tears, they’ll be deafened by his cries
one by one, kingdom come, kingdom dies
one by one, kingdom come, kingdom dies
(enter piano:)
(enter female harmony:)
so on the ground he’ll travel in disguise
coming down, unraveling the ties
changing color, this creature can take on any size
big or small, still they all say he lies
big or small, still they all say he lies
now there’s a madman who is traveling through outer space
right now, he’s trying to find a new land for the human race
but how the clock is winding down, he’s got a thousand years
to travel back to earth and erase all their fears
to usher in a new age ’til it’s right in your face
just trust the madman, trust the alien from outer space
now u see him covered by the flies
by the third day he will surely rise
now the fourth day has come, doubting thomas now denies
now that we’ve sacrificed all our lives
he should come down and apologize
alien jesus, alien buddha
alien allah, alien ra
conquered time in his prime
a sublime paradigm
of how one man can escape the clutches of time
aliens never win in their lifetime
(make me grin, it’s me mime)
next time round, if you could be found, you will be mine
(ain’t no sin, just a copycat crime)
alien, time to begin, take your time
(so-o so-o so-o, take your time)
(cue *nightfly*)
i’m a nightfly
night fly over this great grey sky
i’m a nightfly
i’m a nice guy…
been pushed around
i’m a nightfly
i’m a nightfly
night fly over this great grave sky
i’m a nightfly
i’m a nice guy
been pushed around
(there’s a great big ego standing in your way…)
nightfly
nightfly over this grand hotel
in the night sky
(i’m not for nada)
(cue “cosmic creep” as a band of misfits roam the suburbian countryside…)
you’d better straighten your ties for the cosmic parade
got a cold wind blowing…
and without me knowing…
they’ve already sealed my fate
you’d better tighten up your act as a matter of fact
you’ve got a ways to goin’
but without me showin’
there ain’t gonna be no show
i found there’s simply no way to extinguish the flame
so i caught a cold in
and then i fake it away
i fight it off and face another day
and now i open my heart for the cosmic parade
until my faith came callin’
you had a thousand chances
and i never heard you call my name
well now the roles are reversed
so that the blessed are cursed
that’s when my faith departed
i’ll finish what i started
and finally extinguish the flame
hard to hold
hard to hold on
wait until another break of dawn…
you’ve gotta strengthen your ties for the cosmic parade
screw second chances
you should’ve learned your dances
and showed’em that you mean what you say
damn right i’m takin’ my time
time has takin’ it’s toll on mine and my kind…
*radiator ray*
rolling out my radiator ray
with miles to go
and nothing to say
so lighten up and tell me what you need
the pain in my heart…
the will to succeed…
’cause liars often tend to be believed
i know in your heart
you don’t believe what you read
so cut me up until i start to bleed
with pain in my heart
and the will to proceed
chalkin up another rainy day
with nowhere to be
and nothing to say
buckle up and we’ll be on our way
we’re kingdoms apart
and queens for the day
rollin out on radiator ray
we’re lost from the start
they’d want it that way…
*silent stars*
assume
a sun
a sun…a sun…
so soon the sun
a stationary mother mary’s son
now turn off your love light
your work is done
a stationary mother mary s son
a faraway star will make us reconsider who we are
we’re victims of our solar system
and i was stunned
i was taken aback
filling in the details as my body went slack
thinking of the wars we might’ve won…
now turn off your love life
your work is done
oh so soon, oh so soon the sun…
