Space Ace Songtext
von Brett Smiley

There comes a time in every spaceboy′s life
He meets the girl of his clouds
Hanging out in different crowds
I think my head has shrunk
Gonna have to climb back in the trunk

There comes a time when you want to do it with a knife
Talk French, say no more
Show me some of your lady allure
I'm feeling so insecure
Touch me, be my paramour


Hats off, heads off to Mars
Let′s align our footsteps with the stars
In one hand lightning, in the other guitars
You can catch a glimpse of us as shooting stars
Hats off for a chariot race
Heads up 'cause I'm a space ace
I′m holding on to your ionised trails
My zenith is thrusting at your azimuthal tails

There comes a time in every spaceboy′s life
He gets involved with a chariot race
Lost his manners, loses all grace
I'm on the wrong planet, so out of place
I′m gonna go back and be a space ace

Hats off, heads off to Mars
Let's align our footsteps with the stars
In one hand lightning, in the other guitars
You can catch a glimpse of us as shooting stars
Hats off for a chariot race
Heads up ′cause I'm a space ace
I′m holding on to your ionised trails
My zenith is thrusting at your azimuthal tails