Urban Spaceman

I’m the urban spaceman, baby, I’ve got speed,
I’ve got everything I need.
I’m the urban spaceman, baby, I could fly,
I’m a supersonic guy
I don’t need pleasure, I don’t feel pain,
If you were to knock me down, I’d just get up again
I’m the urban spaceman, baby, I’m making out,
I’m all about

I wake up every morning with a smile upon my face
My natural exuberance spills out all over the place
I’m the urban spaceman, I’m intelligent and clean,
Know what I mean?

I’m the urban spaceman, as a lover second to none,
It’s a lot of fun
I never let my friends down, I’ve never made a boob
I’m a glossy magazine, an advert on the tube
I’m the urban spaceman, baby, here comes the twist
I don’t exist.

-Carl Wheetabix