Spacegrass

Dodge Swinger 1973, Galaxie 500 All the way stars' green, gotta go Dodge Swinger 1973, top down, chassis low Panel dim, light drive, Jesus on the dashboard T-minus whenever it feels right, Galaxie 500 Planets align, a king is born Whenever it feels right Whenever it feels right Whenever it feels right Whenever it feels right Dodge Swinger 1973, top down, chassis free Buzz Aldrin, Armstrong, or maybe just me Don't worry, it's coming Don't worry, it's coming Jesus on the dashboard 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 spacegrass Lay low, watch the universe expand Skyway, permanent Saturday Oh, 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 Whenever it feels right Whenever it feels right Whenever it feels right Whenever it feels right