Spacetravel - Lyrics by Bush


Lyrics
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 employ spies

To stroll the gravel
They never want to leave
The future lies

The future lies
Scared of the government scared of the government

The future lies

In space travel
There's someone after me
I employ spies

In silver tassels

The never seem that pleased

The future lies

The future lies (space)
The future lies

The future lies (space)
The future lies
The future lies (space travel)
The future lies (space travel)
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