Captain Pasty - Black Francis

I’m a captain in a flying crew

I find the farm is a super bore

The world is small when I’m in the air

The universe, it don’t make me scared, no

I’m a zipper in a metal mule

I’m a sipper of a rocket fuel

I see my friends take the blessed dive

I’m just lucky to be alive

Don’t take your eyes off Captain Pasty

High in the skies of alabaster faces

Don’t take your eyes off Captain Pasty

Even better, I’m a mother’s son

I love the rattle of the melting gun

We must attack when they flee and hiss

I see my friends in a million bits

Don’t take your eyes off Captain Pasty

High in the skies of alabaster faces

Don’t take your eyes off Captain Pasty

Captain Pasty, please report to the tarmac

For a very important assignment

Godspeed

Don’t take your eyes off Captain Pasty

High in the skies of alabaster faces

Don’t take your eyes off Captain Pasty

Hang on baby, I’m a bit a fast

Present future and the future past

Tells me something I don’t wanna know

So I do ya then I go

Don’t take your eyes off Captain Pasty

High in the skies of alabaster faces

Don’t take your eyes off Captain Pasty