The freckles on your body look like the milky wayI love it when you touch meWhenever you make me sayMoonchildWhatcha doin’ to meMoonchildCome closerFeels rightYour lips on my shoulderDo you feel me baby?Can you see the signsExactly how you want meYou make me loose my mindWhatcha doin’ to meMoonchildCome closerWhatcha doin’ to meMindfield :Yeah it’s really goingMoonchildGets my body flowingForget the bottomYou wanna be glowingNo MoonchildYou feel negative degreesWearing your heart on your sleevesIt was really meant to beCome back to meAnd when you get out of the showerDrops are running downYou make me wanna stay longerStay over nightMoonchildWhatcha doin’ to meMoonchildCome closerFeels rightYour lips on my shoulderYou make me feel soYou make me feel so

We obey to the call
(Or) whatever, you name it
Day by day, door to door
There's a story crawling on
It's a journey, it's a song
And it drives us all along

We're the space ship men, oh oh
We're the space ship men

People walk on a ball
Live on a bullet
No one's bound to sweep the floor
Stop staring at your socks
We're the ever-aging scotch
Feeling dry and on a rock



We're the space ship men, oh oh
We're the space ship men
« Who said you needed a home, boys and girls ?
We never had one
And never will. »

DEAD OPERA STAR
I hope you'll forgive, I leave you tonight
I made my time, I'm saying goodbye
The show must go on, I feel so tired
I know it's a shame, but you will survive

I give my last breath, flee from the light
I must confess I had a good time
I'm hoping my songs will never die
Hoping they stay, a breeze in the night
Oh no,
A dead opera star
Oh no,
A dead opera star