Space Punk

Space Punk - Space Punk
He's gotta be from the 23rd century

Space Punk - Space Punk
If I were him, I wouldn't be a bit like me

Slam Dunk - Slam Dunk
They served his mind up before it's time had come

Space Punk - Space Punk
A gifted child, but to them, He's a crazy bum

Space Punk - Space Punk
Who would've thunk that you would ever follow through?

Get drunk - Space Punk
Unleash the rage that's been caged inside of you

Have fun - Spaced one
If you can kill your conscience, overthrow your heart

Space Punk - Space Punk
Fatal distractions can be turned into violent art

(chorus)
Sterile fools, their prattle fuels
The supernova in his eyes
Silence falls on the rim of space
As Mars, the god of war, begins to rise

(chorus)

Space Punk(repeat)
Punk.