Bowie

Bowie's in space, Bowie's in space Whatcha doin' out there, man? That's pretty freaky Bowie, ooh Bowie Is it cold out in space, Bowie? You can borrow my jumper if you like, Bowie Does the cold of deep space Make your nipples go pointy, Bowie? Do you use your pointy nipples as telescopic antennae To transmit data back to Earth? I betcha do, you freaky old bastard you Do you have one really funky sequined space suit, Bowie Or do you have several ch-changes? Do they smoke gra*s out in space, Bowie Or do they smoke Astroturf, ooh? Receiving transmission From David Bowie's nipple antennae Do you read me, Lieutenant Bowie? I said 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, ooh yeah man Your signals weak on my radar screen How far out are you, man? I'm pretty far out That's pretty far out, man Ooh ah ooh, I'm orbiting Pluto, ooh ah ooh Drawn in by its groovitational (Groovitational pull) I'm jamming out with the Mick Juggernauts And they think it's pretty cool, man Are you okay Bowie? What was that sound? I don't know man I'll have to turn my ship around Ooh, it's the craziest thing Yeah, I'm picking it up on my LSD screen But can you see the stratosphere, ringing? To the choir of Afronauts singing Bowie's in space Bowie, Bowie, Bowie, Bowie, Bowie, Bowie Bowie's in space Bowie, Bowie, Bowie, Bowie, Bowie, Bowie Eeniee ma ma meenie miny moey Phasers on funky Eenie, ma ma meenie miny Bowie B-B-Bowie's in space