Lyrics:

Your hair's a mess, it's called distressed
It's the latest fashion don't I know
Oh where have I come from
I must've been living under a stone
Or was I off of this planet
Was I high on a rocket
Was the G-force pushing my eyes out of the socket
Was I spinning through orbit
Hurtling through space
Off on a mission and out of this place
I took a pill they said won't kill but that was back in '71
Oh what do I do now and what's more the point what have I done
Since I've been off of this planet
I've been high on a rocket
And the G-force pushing my eyes out of the socket
I've been spinning through orbit
Hurtling through space
Off on a mission and out of this place
I've been off of this planet
I've been high on a rocket
And the G-force pushing my eyes out of the socket
I've been spinning through orbit
Hurtling through space
Off on a mission and out of this place
Off of this planet and into outer space

And it's been two thousand years
It's been two hundred decades
The second millennium's now the twenty first century
Time don't wait for no-one at all
Climbed in the Merc, set off for work just like I did every day
Where I climbed into my rocket, oh yeah, and they fired me, off into space
I was off of this planet
I was high on a rocket
And the G-force was pushing my eyes out of the socket
I was spinning through orbit
Hurtling through space
Off on a mission and out of this place
Off of this planet
High on a rocket
G-force was pushing my eyes out of the socket
I'm spinning through orbit
Hurtling through space
Off on a mission and out of this place
Into outer space