SPACESHIPS+BATTLES=PRETTY CATASTROPHE Lyrics

And get ready for lift off

Baby tell me where you wanna go

I could bring you there within a second

Hope that it is somewhere that I know

Cuz I really wanna show you something

Hollup tell me what I need to know

No control connects to what we love

Flying with no destination, destination, destination

Spaceships and battles and pretty catastrophe

Spaceships and battles and pretty catastrophe

Pretty catastrophe

Where are we travelling ?

North or the south of the galaxy

Don't really matter girl actually kinda just nomads that have a beat shopping the destination on a javelin

Bopping a lesser nation call it battery

Batter batter in the kitchen, we catching yo gabba gabba during mission

Get sadder and sadder at last, cuz it gon' come to an end

The finish line gon be intense but like fuck it

Better times gon be the best when it pass

The history shaped like a shooting star wish upon us to stay truly ours

At least we could say that we truly hard

At least we could say that we flew to mars while I go to the sun tryna root the bars you could tell all ya friends that you flew to mars cuz you flew to mars