Lyrics
TRIP TO PLUTO
On Planet Pluto there's a craze
He's a Headhunter named Mister Blades
His deadly foe is Captain Ace
They battle at the marketplace
They wear rattlesnake shades
On moonlit nights
They're handsome but they're not too bright
They use Rubber Bots in Spaceship Fights
An' when Bots get shot it's outta sight
Headless laser gunners
Dancin' to Spaceship Rock
What's your destination, Baby?
Step up to the dock
Ollie, Ollie, Ollie on
In come free
Come take a ride in my passenger seat
Time to love the bitter freeze
Take my claw and come with me
Look through the stars, the rocks stare back
Check the fuel lines, make some tracks
Even though it's quite a trek
Pluto, here we come
If we're attacked along the way
We'll fight it out with laser rays
The Plutonian Kid and the Queen of Space
Forever guaranteed by fate
If we keep the right trajectory
Trav'lin thrice the speed of light
If no asteroids deflect us
Everything will be alright, alright
Planet Pluto's lotsa fun
Live to be 501
We'll never see the rising sun
Pluto's night is young
Trip to Pluto, all for one
Hello Baby, Goodbye Sun
Planet Pluto's spawn is sprung
Everybody Come
I got Romulan heads, Klingons too,
A boilin' in my Earth Folk Stew
Got Laser-proof Vest and Blue Spaceboots
Get ready now,
He aims, he shoots, he Scores
Our King hits all Galactic Bars
The bastard plays a mean guitar
The King hits on the Queen of Space
She takes him to a gamblin' place
She holds Four Aces an' the Jacks are mad
They stalk my Queen, she eyes his hand
The bet's a billion, he makes the call
She throws her hand, four Jacks appalled
He threatens her life, then I show up
I bring an army to call his bluff
She lets him know she wants his head
He begs for mercy, she understands
I'm the Kid from Pluto
You're the Queen of Space
I wanna take you on just one date
I'm the Kid from Pluto
You're the Queen of Space
An' I wanna take you on just one date
I know Martian folks are tall and proud
Plutonians are short and loud
But Planet Pluto's Discotheques
Make Mona Lisa look like heck
Plutonians don't measure pleasure
We don't worry about the weather
Mainly we just treasure leisure
Fade out
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