Released on April 11, 2008

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[Chorus]

If I clean my rocket

We'll go flying today

And we'll hit the pockets

Of warm and crispy air

If I clean my rocket

We'll go flying today

And we'll hit the pockets

Of warm and crispy air


[Verse 1]

Oh, you lovely boy, you smell so sweet

We ride so well

And we load our pistols as we perch upon

My razor wings


[Pre-Chorus]

Up to the planets, up to the bodies of the galaxy

We fly, we feed, we suck, we bleed, we need


[Chorus]

If I clean my rocket

We'll go flying today

And we'll hit the pockets

Of warm and crispy air

If I clean my rocket

We'll go flying today

And we'll hit the pockets

Of warm and crispy air


[Verse 2]

Oh, we flee the scene of our little crime

We feel so free

But the hounds of law, they bite our heels

As we retreat


[Pre-Chorus]

Up to the planets, up to the bodies of the galaxy

We fly, we feed, we suck, we bleed, we need


[Chorus]

If I clean my rocket

And we'll hit the pockets

If I clean my rocket

And we'll hit the pockets

If I clean my rocket

And we'll hit the pockets

If I clean my rocket

And we'll hit the pockets