In the Flesh

So ya
Thought ya
Might like to
Go to the show.
To feel that warm thrill of confusion,
That space cadet glow.
I’ve got some bad news for you sunshine,
Pink isn’t well, he stayed back at the hotel
And they sent us along as a surrogate band
We’re gonna find out where you folks really stand.
Are there any queers in the theater tonight?
Get them up against the wall!
There’s one in the spotlight, he don’t look right to me,
Get him up against the wall!
That one looks Jewish!
And that one’s a coon!
Who let all of this riff-raff into the room?
There’s one smoking a joint,
And another with spots!
If I had my way,
I’d have all of you shot!

Copyright Pink Floyd 1979

In the Flesh?

So you thought you might like to,
Go to the show.
To feel the warm thrill of confusion,
That space cadet glow.
Tell me is something eluding you, sunshine?
Is this not what you expected to see?
If you wanna find out what’s behind these cold eyes,
You’ll just have to blow your way through this disguise.

Copyright Pink Floyd 1979

Satellite of Love

Satellite’s gone
Up to the skies
Thing like that drive me
Out of my mind
I watched it for a little while
I like to watch things on TV
Satellite of love
Satellite of
Satellite’s gone
Way up to mars
Soon it will be filled
With parking cars
I watch it for a little while
I love to watch things on TV
Satellite of love
Satellite of
I’ve been told that you’ve been bold
With Harry, Mark and John
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday to Thursday
With Harry, Mark and John
Satellite’s gone
Up to the skies
Thing like that drive me
Out of my mind
I watched it for a little while
I love to watch things on TV
Satellite of love
Satellite of
Satellite of love

Copyright Lou Reed 1972

Moonage Daydream

I'm an alligator, I'm a mama-papa coming for you
I'm the space invader, I'll be a rock 'n' rollin' bitch for you
Keep your mouth shut, you're squawking like a big monkey bird
And I'm busting up my brains for the words
Keep your 'lectric eye on me babe
Put your ray gun to my head
Press your space face close to mine, love
Freak out in a moonage daydream oh yeah!
Don't fake it baby, lay the real thing on me
The church of man, love, is such a holy place to be
Make me baby, make me know you really care
Make me jump into the air
Keep your 'lectric eye on me babe
Put your ray gun to my head
Press your space face close to mine, love
Freak out in a moonage daydream oh yeah!
Keep your 'lectric eye on me babe
Put your ray gun to my head
Press your space face close to mine, love
Freak out in a moonage daydream oh yeah!
Keep your 'lectric eye on me babe
Put your ray gun to my head
Press your space face close to mine, love
Freak out in a moonage daydream oh yeah!
Freak out, far out, in out

Copyright David Bowie 1972

Cosmic Dancer

I was dancing when I was twelve
I was dancing when I was aaah
I danced myself right out the womb
Is it strange to dance so soon
I danced myself right out the womb
I was dancing when I was eight
Is it strange to dance so late
I danced myself into the tomb
Is it strange to dance so soon
I danced myself into the tomb
Is it wrong to understand
The fear that dwells inside a man
What's it like to be a loon
I liken it to a balloon
I danced myself out of the womb
Is it strange to dance so soon
I danced myself into the tomb
But back again once more
I danced myself out of the womb
Is it strange to dance so soon
I danced myself out of the womb.

Copyright T. Rex 1971

Space Oddity

Ground control to major Tom
Ground control to major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on
Ground control to major Tom
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition and may god’s love be with you
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five,
Four, three, two, one, liftoff
This is ground control to major Tom
You’ve really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it’s time to leave the capsule if you dare
This is major Tom to ground control
I’m stepping through the door
And I’m floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today
For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do
Though I’m past one hundred thousand miles
I’m feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell me wife I love her very much she knows
Ground control to major Tom
Your circuit’s dead, there’s something wrong
Can you hear me, major Tom?
Can you hear me, major Tom?
Can you hear me, major Tom?
Can you....
Here am I floating round my tin can
Far above the moon
Planet earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do.

Copyright David Bowie 1968

2000 Thousand Light Years From Home

Sun turnin' 'round with graceful motion
We're setting off with soft explosion
Bound for a star with fiery oceans
It's so very lonely,
you're a hundred light years from home
Freezing red deserts turn to dark
Energy here in every part
It's so very lonely,
you're six hundred light years from home
It's so very lonely,
you're a thousand light years from home
It's so very lonely,
you're a thousand light years from home
Bell flight fourteen you now can land
See you on Aldebaran, safe on the green desert sand
It's so very lonely,
you're two thousand light years from home
It's so very lonely,
you're two thousand light years from home

Copyright Rolling Stones 1967

Astronomy Domine

Lime and limpid green the second scene
a fight between the bleu you once knew
floating down the sound resounds
around the icy waters underground
Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon, Miranda and
Titania, Neptune, Titan, stars can frighten
Winding signs flap
flicker flicker flicker flam pow pow
stairway scare Dan dare who's there?
Lime and limpid green the sound
surrounds the icy waters on the
lime and limpid green the sound
surrounds the icy waters underground

Copyright Pink Floyd 1967