Gingerale Afternoon (the Astrology of a Saturday) — The Flaming Lips

I've seen sunrise the size of my head It freaks you up like ghouls from the dead I feel like I'm ready to run thru your room It's gonna be another gingerale afternoon

And I'm feelin' like I'm leavin' much too soon

Got a pocket full of capsules and some chocolate ice cream Both make me cool but one makes me dream I feel like I'm ready to race through your room It's gonna be another gingerale afternoon

And I'm feelin' like I'm leavin' much too soon