Now I’m stumbling home late in the night
got a headful of scrambled ideas
gazing up at the lightshow
I still got Ziggy ringing in my ears...

just trying to stay out of the gutter while I’m
looking at the stars

thinking if God is a spaceman
that would explain a few things
how come we don’t see so much of him
never hear how he’s doing

we shouldn’t take it personally
it isn’t that God doesn’t care
way down the other end of the universe
he’s got some business elsewhere

so maybe God is a spaceman
floating around in timeless space
he’s just keeping on top of it all
and moving in mysterious ways
in such a big wide open sky
there’s gotta be something out there
‘cos this is like renting a palace
and then living in the cupboard under the stairs

so maybe God is a spaceman
floating around in timeless time
hanging out with all the two-headed cats
down the other end of the line
in such a big wide open sky
there’s gotta be something out there
‘cos this is like renting a palace
and then living in the cupboard under the stairs