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NASA
14
Hip-Hop/Rap
NASA was released on August 12, 2022 by UnderCurrent as a part of the album Polaroids of Venice
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Release DateAugust 12, 2022
LabelUnderCurrent
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Charlie Curtis-Beard
Charlie Curtis-Beard
Performer
Nick Smith
Nick Smith
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charlie Curtis-Beard
Charlie Curtis-Beard
Composer
Nick Smith
Nick Smith
Composer
Madilyn Mei
Madilyn Mei
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Charlie Curtis-Beard
Charlie Curtis-Beard
Producer
Nick Smith
Nick Smith
Producer

Lyrics

What's your favorite song?
I could sing it for you, if you'd like
And we never fit in, but we fit in the screen together
And we never fit in, but we fit in the screen together
Oh my
Way too crowded up in this place
But we're both still happy to stay
This ain't NASA, we don't need space
This ain't NASA, let it breathe
Way too drunk, a good if bad state
Move our egos out of the way
This ain't NASA, we don't need space
This ain't NASA, uh
Sit your derriere down until we clear the air
Pair our care with Perrier and maraschinos, that's a cherry pair, like
Life's a little unfair, but losing you would be very more than unfair
Use my lap as a chair, use my face as a mirror, stare at me
Reconnect like a router that's weak
Hold my hand like we're Wall-E and Eve
We could make hits like a billionaire in
Space, but there is none, I'm a dweeb
See, we got a rare demeanor
Just like rain in Pasadena
Baby is phat like a Tina
Booty got hands all over like macarena, oh my
Every day, every day, can't communicate (Oh my)
Trippin' always, always (Oh my)
Never seem to relate (Alright)
Every day, every day, it's better when you stay
The stars can't wait
This ain't NASA, we don't need space or time away
We're not Ross and Rachel, we don't need a break
Or corporate workers with double weeks pay
We're more like an Amazon worker, we don't need a break
We're stuck in the middle like giving the bird
With happiness second, communicate first
Like Phineas Ferb, I know what we're
Doing today and that's putting in work
Discover our worth, take carpe diem to the hearse
We don't regret a single word
And keep it moving just like Murs or Cunningham coming to terms
That losing this would be the worst
I'm flirting 'til we get a nurse
To have my hands under your skirt and your scent on my shirt
If love is a curse, then promise me to keep
On loving it 'til we're reverting to dirt
Making it work, yeah
Making it work, yeah
Making it work
Making it work, oh my
Making it work
Making it work, oh my
One, two, three, four
Every day, every day, can't communicate (Oh my)
Trippin' always, always (Oh my)
Never seem to relate (Alright)
Every day, every day, it's better when you stay
The stars can't wait
This ain't NASA, we don't need space
Every day, every day, can't communicate (Oh my)
Trippin' always, always (Oh my)
Never seem to relate (Alright)
Every day, every day, it's better when you stay
The stars can't wait
Oh my
Way too crowded up in this place
But we're both still happy to stay
This ain't NASA, we don't need
Written by: Charlie Curtis-Beard, Madilyn Mei, Nick Smith
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