Savan DePaul - Jovian Jazz Lyrics

Bang on the castanets, damage to rappers vexed
And it's a rapping set, cannon will blast the next amateur spastic blessed
Powerful arp synth swallows your harp plinks, vomit discarded stains up your carpet
Don't make me target
Funk house 3000, time to commence
A diatribe that I'd like to vent
You down with interdimensional travel
Lacking that astronaut fitted apparel

Way more than an AU from the sun
Planet hopping is what he'll do for the fun
Better than that, never shoot with a gun
Instead use most ruthless of tongues
Disjointed multis, pop out of the top like pokies
You're slow speed with no frees
Might be the cosmic version of Mowgli
With no fear of cold breach

Check out my icy new ting
Snatched from Saturn's sizeable rings
Her lush smooth folds are a love truth knows
Quite unbeknownst to guys who flew in
Jovian jazz will soothe her soul swift
In a black spaceship that moves with no drift
Might engage the cruise control quick
In a jif give chick's legume the ol' flick
Could broadcast it on FM
Two getting serious like XM
Could broadcast it on FM
Two getting serious like XM

The ride is only somewhat eventful
Merely pit stops and numerous trips to unconsciousness
Fading in and out of reality with each breath of moon atmosphere and each passed nebula cloud
Broken up by the occasional meeting of bodies in coital tangle hoisted, mangled
Light year, astronomical unit, mile, millimeter
Hour, minute, millisecond
Pilots ferry an expensive cargo through time and space
The black spaceship designated as delorean to a wonderland
A disconnect from modern society
An exodus from daily stresses
And I hope it proves to be as such
I sure hope it proves to be as such