Artwork: Space Cadillac, by Sean Smith/Motorgraphix
The incredible story of how Rudolph came to be.
He isn’t born yet in this song. It’s about his mother Marjorie, and what happened to her…
Space Cadillac
You’ll never get any answers
From the government guys
‘Bout the folks in the desert
That comes down from the skies
Like the saucers and the dishes
And the Roswell UFOs
But I can tell you about it
Because I knows
I knows how to cruise around
At the speed of light
In a Freudian projectile
I come down out of the night
Take a ride with me
Don’t you wanna go on a trip
With a little green alien octopus
On a rocket ship, yeah girl
We will travel to a place
That is outta sight
There’s a party in
The Milky Way tonight
We will disappear
Without a trace
In a Cadillac
Floatin’ out in space
You don’t need a suitcase
There’s nothing to pack
We’ll go for a spin
And never come back
Take a ride
In my space
Cadillac
[Out, you go out, so far out
in a Space Cadillac
and you don’t come back]
Out so far to a distant star That’s how far you go in a space Cadillac
[Out, you go out, so far out
in a Space Cadillac and you never come back]
Out so far to a distant star That’s how far you go and you don’t come back
Dalia Llama x 4
When I stop your engine
I’ll pull you out of your car
And my tentacles will drag you in
To my space cigar
I got big black googly eyeballs
And my skin is a shade of green
All the better to introduce you
To my love machine
[To the love machine]
Alien abduction
Never felt so right
You gonna ride in style
On my rocket ship tonight
It’s got great big shiny seats
With a whole lotta room in the back
Let’s do experiments
In my space Cadillac
We will travel to a place
That is outta sight
There’s a party in
The Milky Way tonight
We will disappear
Without a trace
In my space Cadillac
Floatin’ out in space
You don’t need a suitcase
There’s nothing to pack
We’ll go for a spin
And never come back
Take a ride
In my space
Cadillac
Share this post