[Intro — muffled vocals, distant and dreamy] Hello? Is anybody driving this thing? [Verse 1 — laid-back, slightly amused] Bought a second-hand spaceship from a bloke behind a servo Said it runs on bad decisions and the change inside my pillow Now the dashboard's speaking Latin, and the radio's possessed There's a possum in the passenger seat wearing my old Sunday best The streetlights bend like drinking straws The traffic sings in minor chords My GPS says, "Turn around" Then whispers, "Mate, you're underground" [Pre-Chorus — melody begins to rise] And everybody's disappearing Through the cracks between the years I've got three missed calls from Saturn And a voicemail full of tears [Chorus — huge, colourful, melodic] The moon owes me money And the sun won't pay me back I've been chasing down a comet In a stolen Cadillac If the world is just a snow globe Then somebody shake it hard I want every star to know me I want my name across the dark The moon owes me money And I'm never coming down [Verse 2 — bouncy rhythm, playful delivery] There's a vending machine on Jupiter That sells you better memories I bought a summer afternoon And two tickets to my enemies My reflection's acting different He's been growing out his hair He says he's got a job in heaven But the benefits aren't there I saw a whale above the freeway Swimming through the telephone wires It looked at me like I was boring Then it vanished in a choir [Pre-Chorus — stronger, rising harmonies] And everybody's got a theory Everybody's got a plan But the stars are just old lightbulbs In the bedroom of a man [Chorus — bigger drums, layered vocals] The moon owes me money And the sun won't pay me back I've been chasing down a comet In a stolen Cadillac If the world is just a snow globe Then somebody shake it hard I want every star to know me I want my name across the dark The moon owes me money And I'm never coming down [Bridge — beat cuts, dreamy and weightless] Wait... Why's my house floating? Why's the ocean in my bedroom? Why's my mother calling me From a payphone on the moon? [Build — distorted whispers become a chant] Wake me up Don't wake me up Wake me up Don't wake me up [Final Chorus — explosive, chaotic, euphoric] The moon owes me money And the sun won't pay me back I've been laughing with the aliens In the backseat of a cab If the world is just a snow globe Let it shatter in the dark I don't need to know the ending I just want to see the sparks The moon owes me money And I'm never coming down [Outro — instruments melt away] Hello? Yeah, nah... Keep the change.
