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Space Pirate Raccoon

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[Intro] Mask on, stars stuck in my fur Tiny thief drifting past Saturn's blur [Verse 1] I was born behind fuel drums Backlot shadows, city shipyard crumbs Learned to open every locked bin Sticky paws, bolt cutters, wide grin Saw a shuttle sleeping, tied down Rusty clamps, no guards around Chewed the cables, cracked the door Stole the sky and begged for more [Pre-Chorus] Engines coughing, cabin lights all red Still I laughed and pushed ahead If it shines, it calls my name I chase glitter through the flame [Chorus] I'm a raccoon space pirate tonight Little claws on the warp drive light If you lost it, I might know Check your vents, not the cargo row I'm a raccoon space pirate for real Every scrap is a treasure I steal From your docks to the wide black sea All that junk looks perfect to me [Verse 2] Found a crew in the junk belt Streetwise strays who know how theft felt Painted skulls on the patched-up hull Named her "Trash Star", engines dull We hit freighters loaded up with gold I want hinges, brackets, pipes old You keep crystal, credits, fancy wine I want broken panels, rusted spine [Pre-Chorus] Radar shouting, docking clamps all slam Still I grin and dodge the scan If it rattles, it belongs with me I stack kingdoms out of debris [Chorus] I'm a raccoon space pirate tonight Little claws on the warp drive light If you lost it, I might know Check your vents, not the cargo row I'm a raccoon space pirate for real Every scrap is a treasure I steal From your docks to the wide black sea All that junk looks perfect to me [Bridge] They say outlaw like it's a curse But empty skies always feel worse Take your orders, polish, shining floor I want squeaky panels, stains and more I am small, but the dark is wide Still my trash crown fits just right [Chorus] I'm a raccoon space pirate tonight Little claws on the warp drive light If you lost it, I might know Check your vents, not the cargo row I'm a raccoon space pirate, let me be King of scraps in the drifting sea When the rich ships sleep and engines cool I’ll be counting bolts like precious jewels