[Verse 1]
Almost as Kirk's finished making the call,
There's a very distinctive knock at our front door,
A cheer erupts around our living room,
In this little bag lyes hours of joy and doom.
Things start to feel fuzzy, I float off in a bubble,
Getting higher and higher, I could well be in trouble,
The bubble pops and I start to drift,
But I'm caught in a la**o by Jimi Hendrix.
We drift off into space pinballing off planets,
Running naked through strawberry fields of electro magnets,
Alittle game of golf with an alien on neptune,
Whats this I hear in the background, what a f**king tune!
[Verse 2]
Feels like everything's just been enhanced by Nick and Sam's playlist,
The Who, Kasabian and now the Flaming Lips,
Now I'm slipping in and out of the best f**king trips,
At one point I even thought I was a breadstick.
Things turn 2D now we're in a cartoon,
We're with Tom and Jerry and we're sat on the moon,
I'm building a rollercoaster with my own mind,
I've just built a theme park in space just to pa** the time.
Glen's having a bad trip, I ask him what it's about,
He said he can't begin to explain what he's seen and felt,
I tell him he's gotta make the most of this extravagancy,
Coz in an hours time it'll be back to normality!