Ive been stuffed in your pocket for the last hundred days
When I don't get my bath I take it out on the slaves
So grease up your baby for the ball on the hill
And polish them rockets now, and swallow those pills
And sing whoa, space-lord mother mother

Theres a car in the field now in a column of flame
With two doors to choose but only one bears your name
You've been drinking my blood well I've been licking your wounds
I'll shave off the pitch now in the scope of your tune
You'll sing whoa space-lord mother mother

[Chorus:]
I left my throne a million miles away
I drink from your tit
I sing your blues every day
Now give me the strength
To split the world in two yeah
I ate all the rest and now I've gotta eat you

Well I sing...

Built in my nightmares and using my name
You're stroking my cortex and you know I'm insane
I'm squeezed out in hump drive and drowning in love
Encompass them all to a position above
And sing whoa space-lord mother mother

[Chorus]

Well I sing whoa space-lord mother
Whoa space-lord mother mother (x 4)
Whoa...

I lost my soul when I fell to earth
My planets called me to the void of my birth
The time has come for me to kill this game
Now open wide and say my name

Whoa space-lord mother mother (x 12)

Writer : DAVE WYNDORF
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group