“The Space Tribe”
music by The Soular System
words by Rev. Desmond D’Angelo
copyright 1999
We’re not a family, we’re not related
We got no common god, we’re self-created
We’re no fraternity, we’re much too close
We are each others’ drugs in massive overdose
hook: We all ride on the galactic vibe
We’re the Space Tribe
We all ride on the galactic vibe
We’re the Space Tribe
Conceived on Planet 3
Born in insanity
We fled the face of the Earth
Fled inhumanity
And this is what we found:
We found a common ground
We found a groove and wedlocked
Inside that funky sound
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Done all this on our own
Done everything alone
Sometimes we moaned an’ groaned
Sometimes we just got stoned
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