Spacesuit - Ugly Americans

Cincinnati apple pie

Where do we go when we die?

I don’t care and that ain’t no lie

I don’t know where and I don’t know why

Everything is a part of me and part of you

Everything is a part of me and part of you

I got my spacesuit on, I got my spacesuit on

And I’m ready to fly away

New York City, LSD

Shinning brighter than a Christmas tree

You, I am supposed to be

I’m finding easier to see

Everything is a part of you and part of me

Everything is a part of you and part of me

I got my spacesuit on, I got my spacesuit on

And I’m ready to fly away