Yeah, I don't care if you're Mad mad mad mad I'm really really tired of doing that Yeah we dont mind about your kessler syndrome The satalites won't follow your primal instincts You keep your feet on the ground, ain't that so sweet? Just like all insects forget their dreams Electric eyes to follow you on your basic journey Full of eyes, full of lies but where are your primal instincts? Empty songs of shallow thoughts Yeah I know, yeah I know, yeah I know Blackholes suck Look at me I'm a space king about to self destruct! Ray guns can destroy my body but not my soul They may burn my flesh but no my primal instincts