Spaceman

Tim Powles/Chris Campbell

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Lyrics (unofficial)

On a cold winter's night with a broken heart star
Out of the soup and your head's still on fire

Sometimes the spaceman's got it all
Sometimes the spaceman's got it all

I am the spaceman
I am the straight man
Get mixed up with me
I am the spaceman
Totally straight man
I am totally clean

You hate the preachers, lay down with the teachers
You read my diary so that makes it easier
Yeah, I'm so straight it's almost too weird
I am the spaceman, totally urbane

I am the spaceman
I am the straight man
Get mixed up with me
I am the spaceman
Totally straight man
I am the spaceman
The urbane straight man
I am totally clean

A word to the wise about Mr. D
He is your number 1 private enemy
He fills his pockets with your dollars and bones
(He fills his pockets with your dollars and bones)
Friends won't be friends
Won't come round in the end
Sometimes the spaceman's got it all
Sometimes the spaceman's got it all

I am the spaceman
I am the straight man
Get mixed up with me
I am the spaceman
Totally straight man
I am totally clean

I am the spaceman
Drums and bass man
Totally aceman
The spaceman