Lyrics Shade of Red - Mahatma Gandhi in Space

MAHATMA GANDHI IS IN SPACE.
WATCH AS HE FLIES PAST...
LIKE AN OSCILLATING RADIATOR.

All I see is shapes and lines
through all this interference,
oh they say we’re flying high
but I can’t tell the difference.
Thanks to god we got the pills
to take away our problems,
Oh they say it’s do or die
but I ain’t got no preference.

Put your hand in mine -
take it slow I’m gunna take you for a ride.
And I know the game ain’t fair,
close your eyes I’ll take you anywhere.
Don’t say these words to my face
I’m waiting for Mahatma Gandhi in space,
and I know the words ain’t true
but it’s too late for you.

I hope you’ve learnt your lesson,
always answer never question.
Give it a shot it’s worth a try
just look me in the eye
and maybe if you look again,
maybe you’ll just have to try.

Put your hand in mine -
take it slow I’m gunna take you for a ride.
And I know the game ain’t fair,
close your eyes I’ll take you anywhere.
Don’t say these words to my face
I’m waiting for Mahatma Gandhi in space,
and I know the words ain’t true
but it’s too late for you.

Put your hand in mine -
take it slow I’m gunna take you for a ride.
And I know the game ain’t fair,
close your eyes I’ll take you anywhere.
Don’t say these words to my face
I’m waiting for Mahatma Gandhi in space,
and I know the words ain’t true
but it’s too late for you...

Put your hand in mine -
Take it slow I’m gunna take you for a ride.
And I know the game ain’t fair,
close your eyes I’ll take you anywhere.
Don’t say these words to my face
I’m waiting for Mahatma Gandhi in space,
and I know the words ain’t true
but it’s too late for you.

BURN YOUR STICKS IN THE AUTUMN.
WHEN THE GRASS IS PURPLE ON THE INSIDE.
MAHATMA GANDHI IS IN SPACE.
KISS THY SHOES.

YOU.

YOU ARE A RABBIT...
AND RABBITS WEAR HATS.