Words & Music by Marc Bolan
Recorded by T.Rex, 1975
(Space Boss.)
(Space Boss.)
Wrapped and packed and dressed to the night,
Rock and Roll is welcome in my house.
Are you the space boss.
Will you see me at any cost.
Are you, are you, are you, are you,
Are you now.
Are you, are you, are you, are you,
Are you now,
The space boss.
Ragged girl, white thrust.
Did you crunch in a eyes crossed.
Are you, are you, are you, are you,
Are you now.
Are you, are you, are you, are you,
Are you now,
The space boss.
Been delicate men,
On her diluted, fluted grin.
Oooh.
Are you, are you, are you, are you,
Are you now.
Are you, are you, are you, are you,
Are you now,
The space boss.
In any cost.
Space boss, say it again.
I said are you, are you, are you, are you,
Are you now.
Are you, are you, are you, are you,
Are you now,
The space boss.
Get down.
Space boss.
Now you enlighted my innermost eye,
Says Rock and Roll is welcome in my house.
You're the Space Boss.
At any cost,
I know it wouldn't be lost.
If I could hold my hands with the Space Boss.
Like a S-P-A-C-E,
That spells space baby.
Oh, the space boss is coming all over,
My eyes and my mind.
Writer(s): Marc Bolan
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