Bottleshaped Universe

Annie found a shadow at the primrose meadow
As the ship sailed into the sun
Her first concern is to read Jules Verne
Till a new day’s finally begun
'cause maybe in a small boat sailing on a star road
She could ride
Coming round, high speed, waving with her small feet
Singing bye, bye, bye, bye
Are you looking for a distant destination?
A bottleshaped universe of funky chunks
Are you suffering from a sense of alienation?
Dancing in a world of red-haired punks
Dancing in a world of red-haired punks
Annie’s got a mind of a different kind
She never liked to get taught
Savvy in the head but her grades look sad
She could never be an astronaut…
But maybe in a small boat sailing on a star road
She could ride
Coming round, high speed, waving with her small feet
Singing bye, bye, bye, bye
Are you looking for a distant destination?
A bottleshaped universe of funky chunks
Are you suffering from a sense of alienation?
Dancing in a world of red-haired punks
Dancing in a world of red-haired punks