If I clean my rocket we'll go flying today
And we'll hit the pockets of warm and crispy air
If I clean my rocket we'll go flying today
And we'll hit the pockets of warm and crispy air
Oh, you lovely boy, you smell so sweet, we ride so well
And we load our pistols as we perch upon my razor wings
Up to the planets, up to the bodies of the galaxy
We fly, we feed, we suck, we bleed, we need
If I clean my rocket we'll go flying today
And we'll hit the pockets of warm and crispy air
If I clean my rocket we'll go flying today
And we'll hit the pockets of warm and crispy air
Oh, we flee the scene of our little crime, we feel so free
But the hounds of law they bite our heels as we retreat
Up to the planets, up to the bodies of the galaxy
We fly, we feed, we suck, we bleed, we need
If I clean my rocket, if I clean my rocket
We'll hit the pockets
If I clean my rocket, if I clean my rocket
We'll hit the pockets
If I clean my rocket, if I clean my rocket
We'll hit the pockets
If I clean my rocket, if I clean my rocket
We'll hit the pockets
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- Go! [Remixes]
- Junk
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- Before The Dawn Heals Us
- Saturdays=Youth
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- Do It, Try It (The Remixes)
- Solitude
- Do It, Try It
- Oblivion (feat. Susanne Sundfør)
- Graveyard Girl
- De Maxx Long Player 23: Retro House Edition
- Ministry of Sound: Running Trax Summer 2012
- Cream Ibiza
- Pumped Up! The Summer Running Mix
- Ministry of Sound: Clubbers Guide to Festivals 2012
- Midnight City (Eric Prydz Private Remix)
- 2012-03-10: A State of Trance #550, "Kiev, Ukraine, Part...
- Ibiza Annual 2012