Текст песне : Bush. The Science Of Things. Space Travel.

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