Sync Different

We obey to the call
(Or) whatever, you name it
Day by day, door to door
There's a story crawling on
It's a journey, it's a song
And it drives us all along

We're the space ship men, oh oh
We're the space ship men

People walk on a ball
Live on a bullet
No one's bound to sweep the floor
Stop staring at your socks
We're the ever-aging scotch
Feeling dry and on a rock



We're the space ship men, oh oh
We're the space ship men
« Who said you needed a home, boys and girls ?
We never had one
And never will. »

She can't stand the TV, yeah
('n) only wants to sing
Songs of her favourite band
She's waiting for the next gig
She needs to see the show
Just like a rose needs the rain

When the whole world is at play
They're all she wants to hear
To find her way back home

You, girl
Girl sittin' in the van
You're following the band
Rock'n'roll's your favourite game

She wanted it to be, yeah
Riding with the kings
Sometimes even touchin' hands
She's ready for the next gig
She won't change anything
and they will do it again


When the whole world is at play
They're all she wants to hear
To find her way back home

You, girl
Girl sittin' in the van
You're following the band
Rock'n'roll's your favourite game