Letra de Astral Travel

I end up covered in stardust Every time I astral travel Think it comes out of my ears As my pillow trips unravel So I take the vacuum cleaner And pick up the cosmic mess With my dreams inside my Hoover All is fine - nevertheless Once my dreams get too fantastic The machine begins vibrating Like a platypus on acid Or a cocktail shaker shaking. Then the twatting thing blows up Breaks into a million pieces And the stardust makes my nose Break into a million sneezes See a desert made of stardust Of my lucid dreams cascading From the inky sky that keeps All my nightmares from escaping. Why employ a vacuum cleaner When the vacuum's dull and dark If the dirt left by the dreamer Shimmers with a brighter spark