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Now I was walking down an alley on a dark and shady night Feeling kinda bleary like something wasn't right Was at the latest trendy club but I had to escape 'Cause people were all chit-chat 'bout their furniture and drapes The music was too serious, the bands were pretty lame Women looked like cloggers, now the men looked just the same And I was drunk, so to avoid a scene I left through the back door Some voices came down on the wind that I couldn't just ignore, no Moon jocks 'n' prog rocks Prog jocks 'n' moon rocks We've visualized supersynth grooveitars We've come from the dock of a bridge of a discoverse I left-turned down this alley, propped up against a wall Feet were aching, legs were shaking, mind was gonna stall In this state of near-collapse I heard some kind of hiss Lightning struck and time dissolved and I fell into the state of bliss I saw the strangest creatures like in some Timmy Burton flick With moonplate eyes and frogman feet, they looked like lunatics Wearing purple capes and lava lamps on their heads Raised their hands in the cool night air, this is what they said Prog rocks 'n' moon jocks They're prog rocks 'n' moon jocks Prog rocks 'n' moon jocks They're prog rocks 'n' moon jocks We've visualized supersynth grooveitars We've come from the dock of a bridge of a discoverse Moon jocks 'n' prog rocks 'N' prog jocks 'n' moon rocks It's prog jocks 'n' moon rocks Rocketing away to a shaky dancefloor Take this flight to another space, where proggy disco is superior race Take this flight to another space, where proggy disco is superior race Take this flight to another space, where proggy disco is superior race Take this flight to another space, where proggy disco is superior race Take this flight to another space, where proggy disco is the superior race Take this flight to another space, where proggy disco is the superior race Take this flight to another space, where proggy disco is the superior race Take this flight to another space, where proggy disco is the superior race Now I can tell ya loud I was a little stuck for words I choked on my nouns and gagged on my verbs and blamed it on the herbs Their leader sauntered up with a swing of his hips And put his gnarly finger up to button up my lips He said: "Got a better place for a dude like you Less bustle, more hustle, all boogaloo Far have we travelled, long have we run From the 54th stone from a supernova sun Here evolution is the name of a Giorgio tune This is the proggy side of the silver spoon What we got's what you need, so get with the beat On the Transgalactic Express, feel the nano heat" And then the sky ripped open and we flew through the heaven Right to the heart of sun in Sector 77 I heard a thousand voices in a Moog synthesizer An arp of an odyssey played by some green little kaiser I saw a dude in sequin slacks with a pink neon face He was poppin' out sins and saints on his cosmic lazer bass The beat was pounding through my soul and I knew what I must do I gotta get myself right back to Earth to tell this tale to you But before I could do another thing they got me lazerlocked The door slid open and I saw a sight that put me into shock A four-poster bed with silky sheets and posts of bone And there in the middle like a cosmic riddle was Babylonia Jones Then I knew my time was up as she took me to her side She showed her Purple Twang and she threw me deep inside So my story ends with tears and a moral writ in stone "Beware the Deadly Purple Twang of Babylonia Jones" Take this flight to another space, where proggy disco is the superior race Take this flight to another space, where proggy disco is the superior race Take this flight to another space, where proggy disco is the superior race Take this flight to another space, where proggy disco is the superior race Take this flight to another space, where proggy disco is the superior race Take this flight to another space, where proggy disco is the superior race Take this flight to another space, where proggy disco is the superior race Take this flight to another space, where proggy disco is the superior race
Writer(s): Pal Nyhus, Knut Petter Saevik, Dave Mullan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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