The jack boot band full of rowdy thugs
Dont judge a book by its cover
Cause they give you hugs
Lovers and fighters
Some tentacled slugs
An alien rock band
Born to be free
Its a musical manasa
And a cornucopia ear jamboree
Travel the cosmos
In their gold rocketship
Flying amongst the highest stars
On a voyante art deco trip
Flickering thunder
And quivering sighs
Listen to deep truth supernal
In sublimely wrought disguise
The music of the spheres
Sways before your eyes
Dancing and dancing
And dancing till dawn
Dancing and dancing
Till all the problems gone.
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