I'd like to dedicate
This one to the, uh

The late, great David Bowie

Both:
Bowie's in space

Bowie's in spa-a-hace

Whatcha' doin' out there, man?

That's pretty freaky, Bowie

I hear that space is a pretty

Both:
Freaky place

Is it cold out in space, man?

Do you want my jumper, Bowie?

Does the cold of space

Make your nipples
Go all pointy, Bowie?
And do you use your pointy

Telescopic nipples

As antennae transmitting data

-Back
To Earth, back to Earth?

Both:
Data back to Earth

I bet you do, you freaky
Old bastard, you

Do you have one really funky
Sequin space suit, man?

Or do you have several
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-changes?

Do they smoke grass
Up in space, man?

Or do they smoke astroturf?
Oh, yeah
Oh I'm freaking out on plastic grass

It's such an artificial high

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

Both:
Oh, yeah, man!

Your signal's so weak
On my radar screen

How far out are you, man?

Well, I'm pretty far out

Both:
That's pretty far out, man

Oh, I am
I'm orbiting Pluto

Both:
Oh, I am

I'm drawn in by it's Groovitational

Both:
It's groovitational pull

And I'm jamming out with
The Mick Jagger-nauts

-Yeah
-Both: And I think it's pretty cool

Man

Are you okay, Bowie?

What was that sound?

I don't know, man

I have to turn my ship around

Oh, it's the craziest scene

Yeah, I'm picking it up

On my LSD screen

Can you hear the
Stratosphere ringing?

Both:
To the choir of

Afro-nauts singing

Bowie's in space

Set your phasers on funky

Both:
Bowie's in space

Pew! Pew! Pew! Pew-pew!

Eenie, ma-ma-meenie mynie mowie

Ba-ba David Bowie's in