I could while away the hours,
Conferrin' with the flowers,
Consultin' with the rain.
And my head, I'd be scratchin',
While my thoughts were busy hatchin',
If I only had a brain.
Here comes Johnny F'n K,
Hoppin' down the bunny way...
I'm the Urban Spaceman
I'm the Urban Spaceman, baby,
I've got speed.
I've got everything I need.
I'm the Urban Spaceman, baby,
I can fly.
I'm a supersonic guy.
I don't need pleasure,
I don't feel pain.
If you were to knock me down,
I'd just get up again.
I'm the Urban Spaceman, baby,
I'm making out
I'm all about
I wake up every morning with a smile upon my face.
My natural exuberance spills out all over the place.
I'm the Urban Spaceman,
I'm intelligent and clean.
Know what I mean?
I'm the Urban Spaceman,
As a lover, second to none.
It's a lot of fun.
I never let my friends down,
I've never made a boob.
I'm a glossy magazine, an advert in the tube.
I'm the Urban Spaceman, baby, here comes the twist.
I don't exist.
Music and lyrics by: Neil Innes