Grease in the Zero-G Lounge

[Verse 1]
I swapped my wrench for a golden ticket, mate
Found a lucky number on a crate of radioactive waste
Now I’m floating in a silver bullet, class number one
Sipping synthetic wine with the Baron of the Sinking Sun
Got grease under my nails, they got Botox in their souls
Trying to hide the panic while the galaxy unrolls

[Pre-Chorus]
They look at me like I’m a glitch in the code
Like a pothole on their smooth celestial road
(Pick it up!)

[Chorus]
Welcome to the Liner of the Lost and Found
Where the gravity is fake and we never touch the ground
It’s a masquerade in a vacuum seal
Darling, tell me, is your holograph face for real?
We’re burning cash while the engines scream
Stuck inside a plastic, intergalactic dream!

[Verse 2]
The Duchess of Mars is winking at a robot maid
Checking if the silicon service has been properly paid
They say look at the stars, but the windows are screens
Just a looped video of what the universe means
I saw the Captain sweating, he knows it’s a lie
We’re just drifting in circles, waiting to die

[Bridge]
Clink the glass...
Fix the tie...
Ignore the void...
Outside...

IT'S ALL A SET UP!

[Guitar Solo]
[Frantic, noisy, energetic solo]

[Chorus]
Welcome to the Liner of the Lost and Found
Where the gravity is fake and we never touch the ground
It’s a masquerade in a vacuum seal
Darling, tell me, is your holograph face for real?
We’re burning cash while the engines scream
Stuck inside a plastic, intergalactic dream!

[Outro]
Get me off this rock!
Get me off this ship!
It's fake! It's fake!

[Verse 1]
I swapped my wrench for a golden ticket, mate
Found a lucky number on a crate of radioactive waste
Now I’m floating in a silver bullet, class number one
Sipping synthetic wine with the Baron of the Sinking Sun
Got grease under my nails, they got Botox in their souls
Trying to hide the panic while the galaxy unrolls

[Pre-Chorus]
They look at me like I’m a glitch in the code
Like a pothole on their smooth celestial road
(Pick it up!)

[Chorus]
Welcome to the Liner of the Lost and Found
Where the gravity is fake and we never touch the ground
It’s a masquerade in a vacuum seal
Darling, tell me, is your holograph face for real?
We’re burning cash while the engines scream
Stuck inside a plastic, intergalactic dream!

[Verse 2]
The Duchess of Mars is winking at a robot maid
Checking if the silicon service has been properly paid
They say look at the stars, but the windows are screens
Just a looped video of what the universe means
I saw the Captain sweating, he knows it’s a lie
We’re just drifting in circles, waiting to die

[Bridge]
Clink the glass...
Fix the tie...
Ignore the void...
Outside...

IT'S ALL A SET UP!

[Guitar Solo]
[Frantic, noisy, energetic solo]

[Chorus]
Welcome to the Liner of the Lost and Found
Where the gravity is fake and we never touch the ground
It’s a masquerade in a vacuum seal
Darling, tell me, is your holograph face for real?
We’re burning cash while the engines scream
Stuck inside a plastic, intergalactic dream!

[Outro]
Get me off this rock!
Get me off this ship!
It's fake! It's fake!