Space
It′s so beautiful (Beautiful)
The elegance (Elegance)
The story of why (Why)
I love space
(Space, space, space)

Oh that's so cool
So cool
My computer can′t handle the rendering
Oh that's so cool
So cool
Oh it's so pretty (So pretty)
There are billions and billions of stars (Oh look)
There are billions and billions of galaxies (Alright!)
There′s nothing I like more than space
So let′s blow something up here (something up here)
(Let's blow something up here)
Oh, oh, oh

If there was a program for volunteers to go into space
With like a hundred percent chance of dying from death by space
I would be first in line
If they needed brave volunteers
Or stupid volunteers
I would be there so fast

Oh that′s so cool
So cool
My computer can't handle the rendering
Oh that′s so cool
So cool
Oh it's so pretty (So pretty)
There are billions and billions of stars (Oh look)
There are billions and billions of galaxies (Alright!)
There′s nothing I like more than space
So let's blow something up here (something up here)
(Let's blow something up here)
Oh, oh, oh

Every tiny speck is probably a star
It′s so big
Every speck
So big
I would love every struggle
The terrible experience that it may or may not be
With certain death on the horizon
Just for a chance to go to space

Oh that′s so cool
So cool
My computer can't handle the rendering
Oh that′s so cool
So cool
Oh it's so pretty (So pretty)
There are billions and billions of stars (Oh look)
There are billions and billions of galaxies (Alright!)
There′s nothing I like more than space
So let's blow something up here (something up here)
(Let′s blow something up here)
Oh, oh, oh
Oh that's so cool

Writer(s): Michael Lloyd Gregory, Evan David Gregory, Andrew Gregory<br>Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com