[Intro – distorted guitar riff with flange, pounding toms, faint rocket ignition sample] (Spoken, confident) Ground control? Forget control. I’m not coming down. [Verse 1 – crunchy rhythm guitar, steady snare, bass pulsing like a countdown] They say the world is round and it’s teeming with light, But I can’t see the shine through the noise of the night. They talk about the future like it’s some kind of show, But I’m stuck in the static, nowhere left to go. [Pre-Chorus – guitars layered, echoing vocals rising with tension] I’m tired of gravity, tired of their lies, I’m just a dreamer with a rocket in my eyes! [Chorus – full band hit, soaring vocal, gang shouts echo “Spaceman!”] I want to be a spaceman! Riding lightning through the void, I want to be a spaceman! No more toys, no more noise! I want to be a spaceman — Break the sky, leave the ground, I want to be a spaceman — Where no chains can drag me down! [Verse 2 – heavier guitar crunch, background “whoa-oh” harmonies, rising intensity] (whoa-oh) They say that life is for living, well I’m living to run, From this spinning blue prison that circles the sun. Every city is a cage, every mirror a disguise, But I’ll build my wings from broken lullabies. [Pre-Chorus – melodic lead guitar behind vocals, tension building] If freedom’s a fire, then I’ll strike the spark, Launch myself screaming through the endless dark! [Chorus – explosive, doubled vocals, crashing cymbals, audience chants “Spaceman!”] I want to be a spaceman! Riding lightning through the void, I want to be a spaceman! No more toys, no more noise! I want to be a spaceman — Break the sky, leave the ground, I want to be a spaceman — Where no chains can drag me down! [Bridge – slow, echoing guitars with phaser, cosmic ambience, spoken voice] (Spoken, fading) The air gets thin… the stars get loud… And down below, they’ll never understand. I was born for vacuum, not for sand. [Guitar Solo – high-pitched bends, spacey delay, drums thundering in half-time] [Final Chorus – maximum energy, crowd vocals, explosive finish] I want to be a spaceman! I want to touch the stars and burn! I want to be a spaceman! And never, never return! I want to be a spaceman — Fire in my veins, light in my hands, I want to be a spaceman — I was never made for lands! [Outro – guitars fade in feedback, rocket launch sample, fading vocal echo “Spaceman…”] Spaceman…
