Spaceman
MC 900 Ft Jesus Lyrics

a grinning empty eyesocket moon hoists itself up into the pale evening sky and hangs there like a day old suicide
The moon rises in the sky, looking like a decaying corpse, casting a gloomy light over a desolate urban area.

a stickey shower of radioactive moonbeams cascades from the tops of nearby urban structures causing indescriminate loss of limb to several innocent passers by as well as general madness all around
Radioactive rays emanate from structures in the city, causing chaos and dismemberment among the population.

I survey the damage from a blind alley doorway to which i have been glued for most of the day having been inadvertantly papered over by a bleary eyed bill poster sometime before dawn
After being accidentally covered by a sleepy poster worker, I hide in a back alley, observing the destruction caused by the radioactive moonbeams.

eventually i muster the energy to extricate myself from my predicament as it is time for me to make my apoiinted rounds of all the nearby potential sources of aluminum cans it is my sworn duty to collect all the cans in the area and convert them into us currency at a secret government installation whose location is known only to me
I gather the energy to carry out my role as a collector, gathering cans and trading them in for money at a mystery location, known only to me.

later, having acquired enough money to keep myself in the lifestyle to which i am accustomed i find myself back on the street i scan the crowds until i see someone who is obviously insane and then i follow that person until they go into a building or get into a car in order to make sure that they don't do anything crazy
After earning enough money, I wander the streets, following the dangerously insane to ensure they do not harm anyone else.

while i am engaged in this pursuit a nonstop stream of firetrucks and police cars race up and down the boulevard sirens blaring looking for invisible emergencies no one seems to notice
The frantic search of emergency services for nonexistent crises is ignored by the rest of the city, engrossed in their own activities.

after a while i move on to the rest of my agenda for the evening scheduled activities inlcude a short but passionate affair with a curvaceous bottle of my favorite alcoholic beverage
My night continues with a brief but intense romance with my beloved alcohol.

presently i find myself holding court from a bus stop on the corner of Commerce and Pearl from whence i regale the passing crowds with my perceptive insights into the nature of reality an appreciative throng hangs on my every word
I hold court at a bus stop, sharing my philosophical views with a captivated audience passing by.

it begins to rain but everyone is concentrating so intently on me that they are oblivious to the downpour the water makes me light i begin to levitate i float up off the sidewalk and past the top of the telephone pole a thousand eyes follow me upward a big black cloud opens up and i zip through it at full tilt going faster all the time
As the rain begins to fall, the crowd remains captivated, and I become weightless, rising up above the surroundings, through the clouds and into space, watched by the amazed and astounded multitudes.

look at me I'm above the clouds the moon is laughing at me look at me the earth is getting smaller look at me I'm out in space look at me I'm a space man
I marvel at the beauty of space, my small size no match for the majestic vastness of the universe. I am a spaceman, alone and awed by the world beyond.