Well they gave me amytriptiline
They fed me pseudochlorophine
It helped me sleep
But I felt so deep
And most of the time I wanted to weep
The days seemed black just like the night
A big long tunnel without lights
Where everything's dark then everything's bright
Oh, the train's gone past my station
Oh bloody hell I wish I'd signed to Creation
Singing goodnight Jowe, goodnight Dan
Goodnight Mr. Spaceman
Goodnight Mr. Spaceman
Well I think I'll die of a broken heart
If my record doesn't make the indie charts
I'll do anything
I'll swallow my pride
Commit artistic suicide
And I dig St. Etienne, Denim and Suede
And naturally I go to the occasional rave
But when I was young it was Wizzard and Slade
Oh, this record is sponsored by Pepsi
I've taken three e's I still can't dance like Bobby Gillespie
And maybe...
Singing goodnight Jowe, goodnight Dan
Goodnight Mr. Spaceman
Goodnight Mr. Spaceman
And I like to walk around the town
With my trousers halfway down
And I often feel like Edvard Munch
If my analyst calls I'm out to lunch
Singing goodnight Jowe, goodnight Dan
Goodnight Mr. Spaceman
Goodnight Mr. Spaceman
(What's a nice alien like you doing in a place like this?)
Goodnight Jowe, goodnight Dan
Goodnight Mr. Spaceman
Goodnight Mr. Spaceman
Goodnight Jowe, goodnight Dan
Goodnight Mr. Spaceman
Goodnight Mr. Spaceman
(This is Planet Earth)
Goodnight Jowe, goodnight Dan
I'm off my face

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