Text: Morcheeba. Big Calm.

Trapped in the skies
What am I to do
Brothers from another planet
Ya know the truth

Papa was a rolling stone
Nigga never
Things I used to do with her I now do alone
Never blizzard

Freako, now leaning on towers I roam
You fell with watching
Makes these pigs think my styles be drones

Fuck that bullshit
Rather walk alone
Nigga standing on the verge of
You know the song

Suck my rocket
Nosaj the great
And Morcheeba
How much more can you take?

It's
Te-te-te-te-te-terrible
Te-te-te-te-te-terrible
It's Morcheeba

Suck my rocket
Brothers from another planet
Ya know the truth
It's Morcheeba

Suck my rocket
Brothers from another planet
Ya know the truth

Suck my rocket
Nosaj the great
And Morcheeba
How much more can you take?

It's
Te-te-te-te-te-terrible
Te-te-te-te-te-terrible

On our way to the moon
Te-te-te-te-te-terrible
Te-te-te-te-te-terrible

On our way to the moon
Te-te-te-te-te-terrible
Te-te-te-te-te-terrible

Te-te-te-te-te-terrible
Te-te-te-te-te-terrible

It's Morcheeba and a spaceship sighted
It's Morcheeba and a spaceship sighted
It's Morcheeba and a spaceship sighted