Wheatus Bridges to Jupiter song lyrics

I’m running out of fuel over Leningrad

In seven lonely hours I’ll be gone.

She just finished up her to Jupiter

I knew she would make it all along.

They’re running low on funds at the planetarium

In seven winter months they’ll have to close.

Then Joesph swapped the gels in the west project

So now the big bang bullet point list glows.

Francis said to meet him near the gift shop

And Io failed to light this afternoon

He won’t mind if I decide to fix her

Skip the coffee cakes and pink balloons

I’m flying slow and low over the urals

thirty frozen minutes until I can send

Radar called out bogeys west of ussuriysk

And Valdimirov had found me in the end

And they still don’t see

Cause the don’t know me, I am the night mare

With bullets all around me in the cold, sun

and shivering in Soviets with right, there

and sparks this goddamn dog fight is a close, one

I’m burning across the deck into a steep, climb

Then rollover at eighteen thousand dive, dive

Drowned in screaming tracers when I drop, brakes

and tail paint all the migs around me, Jesus, I

missed those fucking Christmas trees by inches, spilled

communists and jet fuel on the ground.

My supersonic jet it makes no sound.

My supersonic jet it makes no sound.

My supersonic jet it makes no sound.

My supersonic jet it makes no sound.