Joe's Intoxication Station

Lyrics: Copyright 1984 Clif Flynt
Tune: St. Joe's Infirmary

Went down to Joe's Intoxication Station,
That's Joe's down by Altair four.
It was happy hour for sentient crustaceans
So I decided I'd have a couple more.

There's this BEM of simian extraction,
Both of his eyes was red.
I asked him what would cause that reaction
These are the words he said.

Said I've been down to Sector General,
Saw my baby mutate there.
She got insubstantial and ephemeral.
Heavy hydrogen crystals in her hair.

Let her glow, let her glow, God Bless her.
Where ever she may be.
She can roam this here galaxy all over.
They say she'll reach point-seven C.

When I fly want to do it in a spaceship.
Heavy steel at my feet and back.
Want to carry me some heat and air and rations,
Out there where the space is so black.

Want six solid fuel thruster for lift-off.
Want to pull me six G's when I can.
Bein' a light-sail's all right for a mutant,
But a man, you know, a man is just a man.

So if anyone should ask you,
Ask you where you heard these views.
Say you've been down to Joe's Intoxication Station,
Singing them Crustacean blues.