Holy Space Cadet Prodrome

Hope in moderation
They tell her it's all in jest
Golden guilt and palaces
Wait for her to rest

To start again
The jig is up
A new angle
To fill their cup

Holy space cadet prodrome
Sold the fuel to get us home
Engines failed its looking grim
Houston we've got a problem
Holy space cadet has won
Disregard how engines run
Keeping faith in magic men
Houston we've got a problem

Why so mad it's all a test
Your giving up this silver chest
With silver spoons and rose perfumes
You're losing faith we'll have to

Start again
The jig is up
A new angle
To fill their cup

Holy space cadet prodrome
Sold the fuel to get us home
Engines failed its looking grim
Houston we've got a problem
Holy space cadet has won
Disregard how engines run
Keeping faith in magic men
Houston we've got a problem

Time to fill your cup
Your cup
Time to fill your cup
Your cup

Holy space cadet prodrome
Sold the fuel to get us home
Engines failed its looking grim
Houston we've got a problem
Holy space cadet has won
Disregard how engines run
Keeping faith in magic men
Houston we've got a problem



Credits
Writer(s): Leon Sheeren
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