Dee Tree Lyrics


"The Disco Ball of Arthur Dent"

Hey by
What’s on your mind?
No house to live
No dime to find?
Great time to relocate to space!
You have the clear answer
But the lack of the question though
It must be hidden in a far-off place
The last man on earth
Can only roam outside the earth
So don’t you
Waste your time in vain
Here stands a spaceship
Aced it!
Raw vacuum?
Face it!
Galaxy cries for help
But also for a little party

Hey! Don’t you panic
We’re setting off to outer space
Hey! It’s epidemic
Stomp your feet with the bass

Got your towel?
Check!
And the toothbrush?
Aha
Don’t forget to pack an extra pair of underwear
What awaits up there?
Hawking knows
But just in case
Here are the six nut bars and seven spiky horns
How are you feeling?
Are you alright?
Damn, What a travel
It was in the guide

You will wander and get lost
Endanger your brainforce
Keep your towel
It might be of some help

Hey! Don’t you panic
We’re setting off to outer space
Hey! It’s epidemic
Stomp your feet with the bass

Leave your doubts
Now you can fly, yeah
Show them all
Your Improbable drive

Discredit fear
And you can fly, yeah
Show them all
Your Improbable drive

Hey! Don’t you panic
We’re setting off to outer space
Hey! It’s epidemic
Stomp your feet with the bass

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Album "All Is 111" (2019)
 

 
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