Meteormite (Space Hop)

(Mission Control) RAPTORS this is Mission Control, can you read us? Where are you? RAPTORS RAPTORS where are you? RAPTORS RAPTORS, where are you? Please respond, RAPTORS (Greasy C) You can find RAPTORS wherever the lunar ladies be Because celestial sex is best in low gravity No need for birth control 'cuz we're coming in your black hole I walked on the sun Just to prove it could be done I'm the dictator of Uranus And you're the ignoramus Too blind to see I'm the astral Fidel Castro I'm young and insane And have nothing to gain No-thing to lose But everything to maintain [Hook] (Greasy C) It's space hop Space Hop That synth that melts your face off Space hop Space hop That low-grav funky bass hop (Gorgeous Steve) While haters are huffin' fumes RAPTORS are smokin' moon rocks Raging on top of Neptune With Bullets on the boom box Luring Martian bitches Aboard the mothership Interspecies coitus They won't recall a blip This shit is confidential Roswell was a joke When humans see our dicks They call 'em UFOs Pounding Reese's Pieces ET's boning hoes Ultraviolent radiation Growing extra toes Dinosaurs extinct? These RAPTORS beg to differ Welcome to your bris RAPTORS got the clippers [Hook] (Gorgeous Steve) [Outro] Incomprehensible space chatter