מילים לשיר Monsters – Blue Oyster Cult

A. Bouchard
New worlds waiting in the sky
Keep going getting higher
To escape the feasting and the hunger Not the monsters in our minds
And stowed away into the night
We got our hands on this ship
She to steer and we to fight
The four of us and Pasha dear
Federal rules and regulations No more laughter left on earth
May god help us in our search
Outer space our one salvation We went so fast that we grew younger
Put this ship on cruise control!
We all did our best with Pasha
But not as good as good ol' Joe Love never should have entered
It was never in the plan
We were finally going to have her
And let Joe be damned. Monsters, monsters, monsters in the night
Monsters, monsters, monsters in black and white
Monsters, monsters, monsters out of control
Monsters, monsters, monsters feeding on themselves
Monsters, monsters, monsters when you're alone
Monsters, monsters on the road to hell. Joe awoke from a stupor
He rushed in and found us with her
It was clear something was wrong
And in his rage he aimed his gun
One shot and it was over Pasha smiled and then was gone.