Planets align, a king is born
By the way, Saturn is my rotary
Whenever it feels right
Lay low, watch the universe expand
Dodge Swinger
Don't worry, it's coming
Yeah, he knows who's driving
Don't worry, it's coming
Jupiter cyclops winks at me
Jesus on the dashboard, oh, yeah
We'll find us some space grass
Let the vortex pull my weight
I turn on the radio, hey, kid, are you going my way?
Buzz Aldrin, Armstrong, or maybe just me
Whenever it feels right
Whenever it feels right
Hop in, we'll have ourselves a field day
T minus whenever it feels right, Galaxy 500
Panel dim, light drive, Jesus on the dashboard
Skyway, permanent Saturday
Whenever it feels right
Skyway, permanent Saturday
By the way, Saturn is my rotary
Hop in, it'll be eternity till we make it to M83
I turn on the radio, hey, kid, are you going my way?
Jesus on the dashboard, oh yeah
Whenever it feels right
Lay low, watch the universe expand
Push the seat back a little lower
Once around the Sun, cruising, climbing
Hop in, we'll have ourselves a field day
Dodge Swinger 1973, flaps down, chassis free
Whenever it feels right
Whenever it feels right
Watch light bend in the blower
We'll find us some space grass
Hit neutral in the tail of a comet
Planets align, a king is born
Whenever it feels right
Dodge Swinger 1973, top down, chassis low
Whenever it feels right
