They call it chemical travel
Because it’s fairly cheap
It cuts down on your bus fares
And it stops you from going to sleep
There’s a wire box on my shoulders
And it’s shaped just like a cube
Friends with cakes of coca cola
Glass keeps gliding through
I’m an armchair spaceman
With a five dollar ticket in my hand
I’m a chemical traveler with the keys
To walking when you’re sitting down
Talking when your mouth is closed
There’s a Maserati on the wardrobe
And it’s staring into space
The paper walls are crawling
And the lino looks like lace
I’m an armchair spaceman
With a five dollar ticket in my hand
I’m a chemical traveler with the keys
To walking when you’re sitting down
Talking when your mouth is closed
We can spend Saturday nights at home
Without music and afternoons alone
Without answering the door or the telephone
I get high…
They call it chemical travel
Because it’s fairly cheap
It cuts down on your bus fares
And it stops you from going to sleep
I’m an armchair spaceman
With a five dollar ticket in my hand
I’m a chemical traveler with the keys
To walking when you’re sitting down
Talking when your mouth is closed
We can spend Saturday nights at home
Without music and afternoons alone
Without answering the door or the telephone
I get high…