Spacegrass

Dodge Swinger 1973, Galaxy 500 All the way stars' green, gotta go Dodge Swinger 1973, top down, cha*sis low Panel dim, light drive, Jesus on the dashboard T minus whenever it feels right, Galaxy 500 Planets align, a king is born Whenever it feels right Whenever it feels right Whenever it feels right Dodge Swinger 1973, flaps down, cha*sis free Buzz Aldrin, Armstrong, or maybe just me Don't worry, it's coming Don't worry, it's coming Jesus on the dashboard, oh, yeah Whenever it feels right Whenever it feels right Whenever it feels right I turn on the radio, hey, kid, are you going my way? Hop in, we'll have ourselves a field day We'll find us some space gra*s Lay low, watch the universe expand Skyway, permanent Saturday By the way, Saturn is my rotary Hop in, it'll be eternity till we make it to M83 Once around the Sun, cruising, climbing Jupiter cyclops winks at me Yeah, he knows who's driving Hit neutral in the tail of a comet Let the vortex pull my weight Push the seat back a little lower Watch light bend in the blower Planets align, a king is born Dodge Swinger Jesus on the dashboard, oh yeah Whenever it feels right Whenever it feels right Whenever it feels right I turn on the radio, hey, kid, are you going my way? Hop in, we'll have ourselves a field day We'll find us some space gra*s Lay low, watch the universe expand Skyway, permanent Saturday By the way, Saturn is my rotary Hop in, it'll be eternity till we make it to M83