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I've been stuffed in your pocket for the last hundred days
When I don't get my bath I take it out on the slaves
1. This must be the first time in rock'n roll that a lyricist has expressed his need for bodily hygiene.
2. After three months in someone's pockets you must be pretty dirty... wow, those slaves are in for something. Or do you have a tub in there with you? AND the slaves?
3. Well, if you fit into someone's pocket, then the slaves probably have nothing to fear from you anyway. Except that you might bite their ankles.
So grease up your baby for a ball on the hill
Grease up your significant other? Who are you? Joseph Beuys in love?
And polish them rockets now, and swallow those pills
"Polish your rocket" I'd understand, but who on earth has several of them?
And sing oh, space lord motherfucker
Huh, uh huh
There's a car in the field now in a column of flame
With it's two doors to choose but only one bears your name
Why would you WANT to get into a car that's on fire, even IF one of the doors bears your name?
You've been drinking my blood well I've been licking your wounds
The only way this would work would be a kind of strange 69... maybe the other person's wound were on their legs or feet?
Well, I'll shave off the pitch now in the scope of your tune
You'll sing oh, space lord motherfucker
Huh, yeah
I left my throne a million miles away
I drink from your tit, I sing your blues every day
What, at the same time? What does that sound like?
Now give me the strength
To split the world in two, yeah
Hah, two earths! That would be the solution to all our population problems! Dave, you're a genius!
I ate all the rest and now I've gotta eat you
"It was a one-eyed one-horned flying purle people eater... oh what a sight to see!"
Well I sing
Built in my nightmares and using my name
You're stroking my cortex and you know I'm insane
Your skull is open and you're worrying about your sanity?
I've squeezed out in hump drive and I'm drownin' in love
There's a Backstreet Boys song about that situation, you know.
Encompass them all to a position above
And sing oh, space lord motherfucker
Yeah, oh yeah
I lost my soul when I fell to earth
My planets called me to the void of my birth
Is that why you're not weaned yet?
The time has come for me to kill this game
Now open wide and say my name
That will only work if your name is "aaaaaooouuuuhhhh" or something similar.
Space lord mother, space lord mother
Space lord mother, space lord mother
Space lord mother, space lord mother
(Yeah, i know. It's stoner rock, and it's probably about hallucination. But still. The images.)