La la la.
La la la.
La la la.
La la la.
Didn't know what time it was,
when the lights were low.
I leaned back on my radio.
Some cat was laying down,
some rock and roll,
a lot of stories there.
And the loud sound, it seemed to fade.
Came back like a slow voice,
on the wave of words.
That were no deep *,
that was crazy cosmic child.
There's a starbird,
waiting in the sky.
He'd like to come and meet us,
but he thinks he'd blow our minds.
There's a starbird,
waiting in the sky.
He's told us not to blow it,
because he knows it's all we want.
It's all we want.
Let the children lose it.
Let the children lose it.
Let all the children lose it.
I had to phone someone, so I picked on you.
Hey, that's far out.
So you heard him too.
Switch on the TV. Maybe pick him up on channel two.
Look out the window, I can see his light.
He may land tonight.
Don't tell your papa,
or he'll get us locked up in fright.
There's a starbird,
waiting in the sky.
He'd like to come and meet us,
but he thinks he'd blow our minds.
There's a starbird,
waiting in the sky.
He's told us not to blow it,
because he knows it's all we want.
It's all we want.
Let the children lose it.
Let all the children lose it.
Starbird,
waiting in the sky.
He'd like to come and meet us,
but he thinks he'd blow our minds.
There's a starbird,
waiting in the sky.
He's told us not to blow it,
because he knows it's all we want.
It's all we want.
Let the children lose it.
Let the children lose it.
Let all the children lose it.