When I grow up, I wanna live amongst the stars
I wanna sing my songs to aliens and breathe without a helmet on
I wanna piece of paper that'll stretch across the stars just like a scroll
And write a song to fill it up, one that will never get old

I'll fill my stomach every day with dying stars and comets and
I'll never have a bedtime and everything will glow in the dark
I'll have a cool guitar with shiny finish made of space stuff
I'll have a cool guitar with shiny finish made of space stuff

I'll have a planet all my own where people come when they are
Sick of every other place and just want to be alone
And on my planet, you'll be safe from all the things that fucked you up,
And you'll be safe and you'll be sound and you will always be loved

And when you've had enough of loneliness and need a new friend,
Just ring the bell and we'll send down an application
You'll have a cool new friend with similar interests made of space stuff
You'll have a cool new friend with similar interests made of space stuff

And if the planet self-destructs, bodies evaporating,
I won't go power mad like the universe is my new play thing
I'll have a planet all my own where people come when they are
Sick of every other place and just want to be alone

And on my planet, you'll be safe from all the things that fucked you up,
And you'll be safe and you'll be sound and you will always be loved
I'll have a cool guitar with shiny finish made of space stuff
You'll have a cool new friend with similar interests made of space stuff
When we evaporate, we'll all melt down and turn to space stuff, yeah
When we evaporate, we'll all melt down and turn to space stuff

Turn to space stuff
Turn to space stuff