Space Cadet Songtext
von The Murlocs

Look out it′s the space cadet
Always arriving after the show has been set
To check and make sure the scene is closed
So he can prowl upon the bigger man that is known

Torturing him to his core
Torturing the rest to their comfort zone
Hounding the prey for another chance
Another grasp of fame, hey

I'm screwed in shut
Space cadet hit me in the gut
Empaling me on his picket fence
Who knows what′s next?


Just a small taste
Just a mild dose is all he ever craves
The king of attention gone to waste
Drop him a mention in conversation
Critics will cringe back in hate
As he retaliates with a certain kind of opinion
A single minded point of view
All made up just to use you

Oh so don't throw him off
Don't throw him off his golden throne
For he′s the king of attention
Don′t distract him from his goal
Oh it's getting old but you can′t forget
He's the king of attention
Making sure they′re aware he's your friend, hey!

I′m screwed in shut
Space cadet hit me in the gut
Entailing it was in self defense
Now I know what to expect
He's a space cadet