Verse 1 

Cows leap out of Saturn’s eyes, playback from the hooded mimes 
Bright flute in the oceans, jet suit on a headline 
Whispers in the laundromat, thunder in a jelly jar 
I’m counting sheep in holograms, waiting for the candy car

Pre-Chorus 

They asked me, is it glowing wood in the cauldron? 
I said I’m mossed but I bake no tartan 
They asked me, is it going good in the starlight? 
I said I’m lost but I fake no carbon

Chorus 

Speak to me, speak to me of battlestars 
March beside me through the endless candy bars 
Tell me tales of laser scars 
And guitars on Mars, guitars on Mars

Verse 2 

Games shouted in the toy aisle, flasks poured by the knight 
I juggle two eggshells in the vacuum of the night 
Masks made of marshmallows, torn apart by light 
I struggle to inhale in the circus of the fight

Pre-Chorus 

They asked me, is it glowing wood in the cauldron? 
I said I’m mossed but I bake no tartan 
They asked me, is it going good in the starlight? 
I said I’m lost but I fake no carbon

Chorus 

Speak to me, speak to me of battlestars 
March beside me through the endless candy bars 
Tell me tales of laser scars 
And guitars on Mars, guitars on Mars

Bridge 

So speak to me, speak to me of battlestars 
Sing me hymns of chocolate wars 
Ride the comets, crash the cars 
And strum guitars on Mars, guitars on Mars

Outro 

Rock inside me till you peel pumpkins in hell 
Dance beside me till the vending machines rebel 
Speak to me of battlestars, forever we dwell 
In caramel galaxies where the mishearings swell