X, Y & Zee

I am he who is X, Y and Z

I carry no card, my life is cheap

I have no worries, I do not fret

Some may have what I'm yet to get

You may wonder, "Is it how?"

A kitten may turn into a cow

With bells and horns and tinned corned beef

Forests, profits, plastic high streets

I am he who is A, B and C

An easy option like 20th century

Satisfaction guaranteed, it's easy

Well, let's steal a spaceship and head for the sun

Shoot the stars with a lemonade ray gun

Make a movie and a TV show

You be Jane, I'm George Jetson

I am you and you are me

X, Y, Z to A, B, C

You, me, us, we are one

I am you and you are me

X, Y, Z to A, B, C

You, me, us, we are one

From out our window, we can see

Electric sunshine, oxygen factories

Clockwork tides, synthetic trees

Just like the real ones on Vee Tee

Mother nature, father time

Used to be good friends of mine

But now we've put them in a home

Filed under "uses unknown"

(No pop, no style)

Is a phrase out of phase

To praise what's worthwhile

This is as good as it gets, this is the best

Let's catch the last rays of civilisation

Tune in to a subspace station

Turn up the DJ, let's get lost

In intergalactic punk rock, hip hop

I am you and you are me

X, Y, Z to A, B, C

You, me, us, we are one

I am you and you are me

X, Y, Z to A, B, C

You, me, us, we are one

(Let me tell you a little something about love)

(It has a voracious appetite, it eats everything)

(But I'll tell you something else)

(You feed it right, and it can be a beautiful thing)

(And that's what we have)

(You know, when someone believes in you, man)

(You can do anything, any fucking thing in the entire universe!)