I am really a space cowboy Im serious lads

i am a f*cking space cowboy butt, im telling, from mars I am,
just wanna get off my sky rocket and go to planet nibiru,
and chill in the tree's drinking grape juice from fresh vines, building an ark, made from pine tree and marble and sail into the horizen

I'm so grateful that in space no-one will hear you scream. I suspect that vacuum and the contents of your cranium are already intimately acquainted.

i am a f*cking space cowboy butt, im telling, from mars I am,
just wanna get off my sky rocket and go to planet nibiru,
and chill in the tree's drinking grape juice from fresh vines, building an ark, made from pine tree and marble and sail into the horizen

Can I have a couple of ounces of whatever you are on!!!!! (Not the grape juice though)