Primitive Radio Gods
Rocket
Rocket, rocket, the skins like the sun like the red colored one that they call my
Rocket, rocket, that some ancient tune that invented the moon and the stars
Now that I've found you I'm learning the sound to explain how you are
I'm a soul…Built on reactions and fatal attractions and phony hopes
Rocket, rocket, the flowers of death and the gin-tainted breath of don juan
Rocket, rocket, the people should know that the radar won't show where you are
Now that I've found you I'm learning the sound to explain how you are
I'm a soul…Built on reactions and fatal attractions and phony hopes
Rocket my soul, swallow me whole, the rocket begins
Rocket you know, when I explode, the rocket song ends
Rocket, rocket, this deep outer space to replace what you reach from within
Rocket, rocket, the message to millions who don't understand what you're told
Now that I've found you I'm learning the sound to explain how you are
I'm a soul…Now that I've found you this song is about to
Now that I've found you this song is about to
Now that I've found you this song is a sound on your stereo
Rocket my soul, swallow me whole, the rocket begins
Rocket you know, when I explode, the rocket song ends
Rocket you sought, whether or not, the air was too thin
Wherever you go, rocket you know, that I'll be your friend