Luna (band)
Astronaut
I wanna plug you in
I wanna get you things
Send you a pentagram
Feed you diazepam

I wanna play the game
I wanna live again
I wanna bend your spoons
And make your silver shine

Because your surly stare
Is so revealing
Because your feet are bare
My eyes are peeling

I'll wear a stylin' mustache
You'll wear a frozen smile
We'll run like Tamil Tigers
We'll drink the poison vile

I'm not the jack of diamonds
I'm not the six of spades
I don't know what you thought
I'm not your astronaut

Because your surly stare
Is so revealing
Because your feet are bare
My eyes are peeling

Because your mistletoe
Because i gamble
Because i told you so
My eyes are scrambled