Bowie’s in space
Whatcha doin’ out there man?
That’s pretty freaky, Bowie.
What’s a rock musician doing out in space man?
Isn’t it cold, quite cold out there Bowie?
Do you need my jumper Bowie?
Does the space cold do funny things to your nipples, making them all pointy?
Do you use your pointy nipples as telescopic antennae transmitting data back to Earth?
Data back to Earth d-d-do, d-d-do, do do
I bet you do you freaky old bastard you
Is it lonely out there in space man, or is there life on Mars? Wouldn’t that be weird coz you wrote that song, ‘Is There Life on Mars’. You could write a follow up tune and call it ‘And There Is’
Mmmm, and there is yes there is.
There’s heaps of it and it’s all freaking out at my new look.
Bowie do you have one really funky sequined space suit, Bowie?
Or do you have several ch-ch-ch-ch – changes?
Do they smoke grass out there in space man, or do they smoke Astroturf?
Receiving transmission from David Bowie’s nipple antennae. Do you read me, Lieutenant Bowie?
This is Bowie to Bowie, do you hear me out there man?
This is Bowie back to Bowie I read you loud and clear, man.
Oooh yeah man!
Your signal is weak on my radar screen. How far out are you man?
I’m pretty far out
That’s pretty far out man
I’m orbiting Pluto!
Drawn in by its grooveatational (grooveatational) pull
I’m jamming out with the Mick Jaggernauts
And they think it’s pretty cool, man.
Are you ok Bowie? What was that sound?
I don’t know man, I’ll have to turn my ship around.
Oh it’s the craziest thing
Yeah, I’m picking it up on my LSD screen.
Oooh, but can you see the stratosphere, ringing?
To the choir of Afronauts singing
Eeniee e ma ma meenie miny moey
Set your phasers on funky
Eeniee ma ma meenie miny moey
Pippew, pipew pipew, pew
Eenie, ma ma meenie minie miny moey
B-b-b-b Bowies in…..
Lyric Bowie – Flight Of The Conchords