Letters from the Lunar Outpost

Selfishness is the only real atheism; aspiration, unselfishness, the only real religion.
- Israel Zangwill, English Author (1864-1926)

The girl has got the goods, oh yes

Dreams of apricots in my head
Lyin’ softly in a velvet bed
Lookin’ through the walls around her
As her lips move slowly in a blur
She’s got beauty deeper than skin
We’ve got everything we need for sin
Am I wrong or does she dig me?
Am I one more fish inside her sea?

Cutest cutie I ever done seen
I wanna taste of nectarine
You look so good you look so fine
You get me drunker than any wine

What do you know, I’ve lost control
That girl was born to rock n’ roll (x 2)

And I say that it’s alright (x 4)

I was scarred for life at fourteen
Disillusioned by the things I’d seen
Weddings only serve to bring me down
Vows are often only spoken sound
You’ve got beauty deeper than skin
Can you help me find myself again?
Yes I know I’ve got a crush on you
We can dream of futures that come true

Cutest cutie I ever done seen . . .

What do you know, I’ve lost control . . .

And I say that it’s alright (x 3)

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