Text: Manic Street Preachers. Other. D'Yer Wanna Be A Spaceman?.

I haven't seen your face around
since i was a kid
you're bringing back those memories
of the things that we did
you're hanging round and climbing trees
pretending to fly
d'yer wanna be a spaceman
and live in the sky

you got how many bills to pay
and how many kids?
and you've forget about the things that we did
the town where we're living
has made you a man
and all of your dreams are washed away in the sand
well it's alright
it's alright
who are you and me to say whats wrong and whats right?
do you still feel like me?
sit down here and we shall see
we can talk to find common ground
we can just forget about feeling down
we can just forget about life in this town
its funny how your dreams change as you're growing old
you don't wanna be no spaceman
you just wanted gold
all the dreamstealers are lying in wait
but if you wanna be a spaceman it's still not too late
well it's alright
an it's alright
who are you and me to say whats wrong and whats right?
do you still feel like me?
sit down here and we shall see
we can talk to find commmon ground
we can just forget about feeling down
we can just forget about life in this town