Sputnik Roky Erickson

When it comes to fattening
There's no need for an end
And when it comes to herding my creations
I don't need a space bend

Spelling your theory
Alien I Creator
Spelling your theory
Alien I Creator

Everything started by me it could end to begin
It could explode into to the cosmos
To begin from nothing on a clear night
As I started in before infinities infinite

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Alien I creator
Spelling your theory
Alien I creator
Spelling your theory
Alien I creator

The sunset mount the rain
In the right place the trees
At the right time time time the stars
All familiar before me