Space Race

When I wake you it will be nighttime Only tunnel, no distant light Find out where this river takes you, let's go save some time Visit the Swiss mountain and be ghosts tomorrow night Rocket ship boys, leave their shit behind Turning wheels of time making roadkill of all mankind Age of golden things, only one thing left to buy — My life! No faces, invisible tears Set on fire by a conqueror's hand Let the Swiss mountain take your golden years Oh merciful country, I'll be sleeping in your land Suicide me, take my money If you want me, you will find me I'll be born to a martian lady I don't have the money to stand atop the rain And piss into oceans from big satellites of gold I've only got the money to visit the Swiss mountain And never live to see your ass get old Up into the bright light I sure hope there ain't no next life