In the immortal words of Clutch: Hey kid, are you going my way? Hop in, we’ll have ourselves a field day. We’ll find us some spacegrass, Lay low, watch the universe expand. Skyway, permanent Saturday. Oh, by the way, Saturn is my rotary. Hop in, it’ll be eternity Till we make it to M83.
In the immortal words of Clutch:
Hey kid, are you going my way? Hop in, we’ll have ourselves a field day.
We’ll find us some spacegrass, Lay low, watch the universe expand.
Skyway, permanent Saturday. Oh, by the way, Saturn is my rotary.
Hop in, it’ll be eternity Till we make it to M83.