We pass through the atmosphere so narcotic, horses could fall asleep.
We heard signals from a species and we thought it was whales.
Driven by rockets we land on a planet and hope strongly we meet one life.
But we are already welcomed with kettledrums and trumpets and they give to understand, they want to rave!

Welcome to the space rave, everyone is relaxed here.
I feel like a cosmonaut and open the vodka first.
My eyes are like flying saucers—cheap vodka in the mix.
Aliens dance on eight arms like squids.

High as the starship Enterprise.
Way out of bounds.
Forget the place and forget the time
Crash! Ey! We are about to capsize.

It's all well and good but slowly it's getting too weird for me.
These aliens are partying without any reason.
My body is obviously not designed for that, but someone laid a line with pink dust for me.

Welcome to the space rave. Everyone is escalating.
Freaky alien creatures are raving. Are there still humans here?
Eyes are like galaxies. The aliens are more rigid on it.
... pink stardust is still stuck in my mouse