Evolution gave him birth, his kind was something new
Without notice to the earth he came out of the blue
V.I.P. in all respect out of one holy seed
With a world to conquer his mission was to breed
Candy man, candy man delivering the goods
It's a new religion for the crippled and the meek
Noa was a handy man, one day he built a ship
When the tide came rushing in, he took his party for a trip
He was a star child, he was something to see
Not like the others of his family
Chorus:
Such an extraordinary, he is a mercenary
Most extraordinary child
Crown of creation swinging the tail
at the top of the family tree
In the footprints by origin back to ancient history
Still looking for a missing link to prove one theory
He was a star child, he was something to see
Not like the others of his family
By the age of five his mother cried:
Chorus
Hey, son of a gun, is the battle yet won?
What are you aiming for, it's a game of hit and run
Chorus
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