New Shoes (3:37)
Written by David Wechsler, Mark Twain, William Is
After visiting all the most celebrated stars and constellations in our system and personally, inspecting the remotest sparks that even the most powerful telescope can now detect in the firmament, we shall proceed with good heart upon a stupendous voyage of discovery.
We shall proceed with good heart upon a stupendous voyage of discovery.
What are you gonna do
Now that you’ve chased away the blues?
You’ve got to get your old soul
Into new shoes
Into new shoes
among the countless whirling worlds that make turmoil in the mighty wastes of space
Stretch their solemn solitudes, their unimaginable vastness billions upon billions of miles away beyond the farthest verge of telescopic vision, till by comparison the little sparkling vault we used to gaze at on Earth shall seem like a remembered phosphorescent flash of spangles which some tropical voyager’s prow stirred into life for a single instant, and which ten thousand miles of phosphorescent seas and tedious lapse of time had since diminished to an incident utterly trivial in his recollection.
We shall proceed with good heart upon a stupendous voyage of discovery.
What are you gonna do
Now that you’ve chased away the blues?
You’ve got to get your old soul
Into new shoes
Into new shoes
Into new shoes
Children occupying seats at the first table will be charged full fare.
Tyranny of Dave [music]
MauxBS [oration]
William Is [chorus vocals]