| Lyrics: | A. Bouchard - K. Bouchard - )
Keep going getting higher
New worlds waiting in the
sky
To escape the feasting and the hunger
Not the monsters in our minds
We got
our hands on this ship
And stowed away into the night
The four of us and Pasha
dear
She to steer and we to fight
Federal rules and regulations
No more
laughter left on earth
Outer space our one salvation
May god help us in our
search
We went so fast that we grew younger
Put this ship on cruise control!
We
all did our best with Pasha
But not as good as good ol' Joe
Love never should have
entered
It was never in the plan
We were finally going to have her
And let Joe be
damned...
Monsters, monsters, monsters in the night
Monsters, monsters, monsters in
black and white
Monsters, monsters, monsters out of control
Monsters, monsters, monsters
when you're alone
Monsters, monsters, monsters feeding on themselves
Monsters, monsters on
the road to hell...
Joe awoke from a stupor
It was clear something was wrong
He
rushed in and found us with her
And in his rage he aimed his gun
One shot and it was
over
Pasha smiled and then was gone |
