Service Station at the End of the Universe

Accidentally enter through the exit sign and a mid life crisis, convertible star cruiser flies by

A brief respite from the flow of time

Door slammed shut

Hot dog in hot car on the orbital road that could

Automatic doors sigh, dodge the wet floor sign and the luminous gloop on the underside

A child takes a ride in a coin operated meteorite

Fair play kid

Half a song to the right and I'm on the motorway bridge

Straight out the 1960s

Eighteen wheeler capsizes in my minds eye, how's that for voyeuristic?

If they all crashed, I'd like to think I'd be the one to fix it

Well

Group of lads getting lively

Angie's angels, maid of honour can't stop crying

Everyone's dying together, happily dying, but crying apart forever

Cleaner with a face like the Horsehead Nebula

Quietly doing God's work but we were abandoned long ago

Fuck around and find out

A man with a yoga mat thinks he already has

Probably time to head back

Past the comedown crew sitting on the floor, and a stag do Hulk Hogan

Slip on the luminous goo and onto my back, broken

Someone always moves the sign

People shuffle past, past lives, it's a quarter to five somewhere

In the service station at the end of the universe

In the service station

At the end of the universe

At the end of the

All the things that you believe in

The best is yet to come

At the end

The road goes on and on

And on, and on, and on, and on

All the things that you believe in

And I'm trapped

The best is yet to come

In the service station

The road goes on and on

At the end of the universe

At the end of the universe

All the things that you believe in

And I'm trapped

The best is yet to come

In the service station

The road goes on and on

At the end of the universe

And on, and on, and on, and on

At the end of the