[Intro] (Slow, ethereal synth pads. A distant, crying slide guitar melody)

[Verse 1] I’m an alligator, I’m a mama-papa coming for you But the distance is cold, and the signal is breaking through I had a fever once, a flash of pink and gold Now I’m a space-age freak, doing what I’m told. There is no pain, just the milk-light of the moon I’m a church of electric laying in a silk cocoon.

[Chorus] (Heavy drum entry, driving bass) Far away, the starman’s calling from the wall I have become comfortably small Keep your electric eye on me, let the light beam descend I’m just a shadow on the horizon, my friend Pink and silver, drifting out of phase In a velvet, numb, moonage haze.

[Bridge] (Distorted, spacey vocals) Press your space-face close to mine, feel the hollow hum The needle drops, the engines start, I’m finally numb Don’t turn away, I’m the siren in the sky A butterfly trapped in a glass-blown lie.

[Guitar Solo] (Long, soaring, melodic but aggressive solo ala Mick Ronson meets David Gilmour)

[Outro] Freak out in a golden dream... (I can’t hear you calling...) Freak out, I’ve become... (Comfortably...) Moonage... Numb.