400 metres across and hanging like a football field
Over the valley of the stone circles
Wondering what the crop will yield
Cause the mothership has come
Cause the mothership has come
Who's she gonna take this time
Right now tell me who's she gonna claim

Loving is the face of Jesus
Smiling is the Mona Lisa
To penetrate the diamond
The pituatary gland gets torn off it's access and frees
Earth is a cannon of love, shame beyond Socrates
Who's to blame but the man like any man
Who's to blame but the man who leads

Going upwards at 45 degrees
Going upwards at 45 degrees
Going upwards at 45 degrees
Won't somebody sign my release
Won't somebody sign my release

When people jump through time
They give themselves up to rhyme
And reasons of the heavens
They recognise in themselves
Reconciling their thoughts to those of dutiful people
They're unashamed

Going upwards at 45 degrees
Going upwards at 45 degrees
Going upwards at 45 degrees
Won't somebody sign my release
Won't somebody sign my release
Won't somebody sign my release