Lyrics Private Universe/The Life on Nebulov - Snakefinger

Private Universe/The Life on Nebulov

Now’s the time to reverse
To your own private universe
Lock the door with the key
Of your own injured nudity
Now you stand on the sand
Of a strange other land
Face to face with another you
And you find you can be
Your own favourite divinity
Just like William Randolph Hearst
Bend your own private universe
Touchdown
All this, practically eviction, thee
Five, four
Thinking
Check into your fuelery
Open the lock into the sphere
Into the air, you’re not the sphere
Into the mask of poison gas
That crawls around the ground
Close, sir
Feeling
Feeling the diseasing too
Back to the ship, push in the pin
Jiggle all the fat, outside within
So much for sport, not to report
So far return to base
(Houston)
Then, no longer on Nebulov
I made
Life here seems the suit the sweet