Quarry - Sweet Alien on Creamy Skis Lyrics

I was browsing through the videos on YouTube
Where the rockstars spend their youth
As the rain was falling in May
You sent me that letter anyway

I read your cosmic address
I was sitting full of myself
The show was underway
But I wasn't on

Are visions real lies on the screen?
Dreams can turn into disease
I'm a sweet alien on creamy skis
I'm a sweet alien on creamy skis

Skinny dancers on a slippery hill
In the seaside ghetto castaways feel so ill
Is there any heaven without tanks to be filled?
Is there any heaven without soldiers no fear?

I was strolling through the pyramids of my mind
Many comments were unkind
Tough guys were beating the crew
Body hackers will settle on the moon

Rappers were dancing on the rails
Young punks grew up out of place
The show was underway
But I wasn't on

Skinny dancers on a slippery hill
In the seaside ghetto castaways feel so ill
Is there any heaven without tanks to be filled?
Is there any heaven without soldiers no fear?

Are visions real lies on the screen?
Dreams can turn into disease
I'm a sweet alien on creamy skis
I feel like I'm a sweet alien on creamy skis