I'm the urban space man, baby;
I've got speedI've got everything I need
I'm the urban spaceman, baby;
I can flyI'm a supersonic guyI don't need pleasureI don't feel painIf you were to knock me down I'd just get up again
I'm makin' outI'm all about
I wake up every morning with a smile upon my faceMy natural exuberance spills out all over the placeI'm the urban spaceman, I'm intelligent and cleanKnow what I mean?
I'm the urban spaceman, as a lover second to noneIt's a lot of funI never let my friends downI've never made a boobI'm a glossy magazine, an advert in the tube
I'm the urban spaceman, baby; here comes the twist -- I don't exist