B-52's Hallucinating Pluto
See the fool who mimicks the sun,
Burning out like a quasar pulsing?
Your lunar laugh and smokey dreams
Bare your soul and take control,
While the spaced out space chick
Keeps the cosmic beat.
And day-glo daffodils
Are pushing violent from the earth.
Hallucinating Pluto, yeah, yeah.
Love will turn our universe.
Hallucinating Pluto, oh, whoooo!
Love will turn our universe.
I could exist here, happily!
Fields of poppies, blind for sunshine,
Burning paths of fluid joy,
Bare your soul and take control.
If the wolves are howling outside your door,
Invite them in and make them beg for more.
While the day-glo daffodils
Are pushing violent from the earth.
Dripping wet and screaming:
Now is the time!
Now is the time, now is the time, now is the time
For action!
Hit the road, overload,
I'm in a dancing mode.
Hallucinating Pluto, yeah, yeah.
Love will turn our universe.
Hallucinating Pluto, oh, whoooo!
Get on your laser, daddy, and ride,
Through your telescope, into the night.
Pursue the lost realms of night;
The last realms of fear.
Nighttime has stopped, bring on the aliens!
Our love is freed from the icy tundra
And everyone wants to take the next flight out!
Ride, daddy, ride.
Hallucinating Pluto.
Love will turn our universe!
Hallucinating Pluto.
Love will turn our universe!
Hallucinating Pluto, yeah, yeah.
Hallucinating Pluto, oh, whooo!
Ride, daddy, ride.
I could exist here.
I could exist here, happily!
