Вершы: Masters of Reality. Third Man on the Moon.

Now I am a saint
a worried stone i ain't
astral traveller

Now i am a cat
what you think 'bout that?
nerve unraveller

Wandering in a parking lot
on a rainy afternoon

Now I am an astronaut
third man on the moon

Now I change my voice,
I ain't got no choice
for survival

Taking you to the place
where no one got a face

knowing your rival

Wandering in a parking lot
on a rainy afternoon

Now I am an astronaut
third man on the moon

Wandering in a parking lot
on a rainy afternoon

Now I am an astronaut
third man on the moon