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@Rich_G
uk at its best! classic ep.
always liked Braintax's verse
In my capsule, blast trough, green escape pod
Floating on through the velvet robes, a sun god
Radio has gone dead I navigate past the Plough
Feel ecstatic, like "Hey mum look at me now!"
Rough course traveling, infinite space palace
Hope I'm on the face with Aurora Borealis type light shows
Diamonds where I tread on space carpet
Volcanic aeronus, brewed 'em in the Antarctic
Show me a sign, a doc for the inter-planetary flea market
Buy a frozen apple, I'll preserve for the shower when your ship gets hit
Burning up, I remember Earth, chewing on the pips
[Pip Pip Pip Pip]
Your lasers can't touch my tracking
I'm startsinct, with universal underground backing
The moonhopping massive and the cloud-steppers
Plutionians, satenights, guided by satellites
My stellar encompasses energy and mindstate
Emit solar power, O2 and gyrate
Stay adrift, oceans down before ships
Sail my galleon, caravan time-line trips
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JzL1ZBdiJys"]YouTube
- the cosmic gypsies[/ame]