| Song | Japan To Jupiter |
| Artist | Kitchens of Distinction |
| Album | Folly |
| [ti: Japan to Jupiter] | |
| [ar: Kitchens of Distinction] | |
| [al: Folly] | |
| [t_time: (05:05)] | |
| [00:25.00] | From bicycles to platform heels |
| [00:29.00] | School uniform to flares |
| [00:32.00] | A little silver make-up |
| [00:35.00] | Black eyeliner in swathes |
| [00:38.00] | We took the train to London |
| [00:42.00] | On the Bed-Pan freedom line |
| [00:45.00] | Going to a nightclub, oh, to a nightclub in Soho |
| [00:52.00] | It's a scream, don't look down |
| [00:58.00] | We can be those cosmonauts |
| [01:01.00] | We can be space fantasy |
| [01:06.00] | We're a scream, we don't look down |
| [01:11.00] | We’re soaking in the glamour |
| [01:13.80] | From Japan to Jupiter |
| [01:20.80] | |
| [01:24.50] | Hanging out at Eric's |
| [01:27.00] | In cobwebbed frilly sleeves |
| [01:30.00] | Dressed roughly as Victorians |
| [01:33.00] | Dressed drastically as Queens |
| [01:36.00] | Paint a red disc on your forehead |
| [01:40.00] | Some lightning 'cross your cheek |
| [01:43.00] | Jonesy says it how it could be |
| [01:46.00] | His sunmachine, his starry man |
| [01:49.50] | His Major Tom, his Berlin hands |
| [01:53.00] | They’re a scream, don't look down... |
| [01:59.00] | We can be those cosmonauts |
| [02:01.60] | We can be space fantasy |
| [02:06.00] | We're a scream, we don't look down |
| [02:13.00] | We’re soaking in the glamour |
| [02:15.00] | From Japan to Jupiter |
| [02:19.00] | Staring at the record sleeve |
| [02:22.00] | For hour after hour |
| [02:25.00] | I want to be an astronaut with glitter and space power |
| [02:32.00] | I want to dye my hair red |
| [02:35.00] | Hold a fag just like a girl |
| [02:39.00] | Freeze in thick wool overcoats |
| [02:42.00] | In the shadow of the wall |
| [02:45.00] | And the record goes around, around |
| [02:48.00] | And the needle gathers dust |
| [02:51.00] | They shout for me to turn it down |
| [02:55.00] | If I don't get out of here I'll burst |
| [03:01.00] | I want to scream, I want to fly far away |
| [03:11.00] | Japan/Jupiter |
| [03:16.50] | Full of cleverness and charm |
| [03:21.00] | (Cleverness and charm) |
| [03:27.00] | Goodbye then to platforms |
| [03:30.60] | To the Rollers and white jeans |
| [03:34.20] | The make-up has caked up |
| [03:37.00] | And the fantasy's unreal |
| [03:39.90] | Still I'm glad I took the London train |
| [03:42.80] | On the Bed-Pan freedom line |
| [03:46.00] | Went out to those dodgy clubs |
| [03:50.00] | And changed back to my school uniform in the Gents on platform 9 |
| [03:56.00] | We had a scream, we never looked back |
| [04:03.00] | We were those cosmonauts lost in outer space |
| [04:09.00] | A scream, don’t look now |
| [04:15.80] | With a head rush of glamour, we spun the world and all inside her around |
| [04:25.00] | Spun the world and all inside her around |
| [04:31.80] | Spun the world and all inside her around |
| [04:38.50] | Spun the world and all inside her around |
| ti: Japan to Jupiter | |
| ar: Kitchens of Distinction | |
| al: Folly | |
| t_time: 05: 05 | |
| [00:25.00] | From bicycles to platform heels |
| [00:29.00] | School uniform to flares |
| [00:32.00] | A little silver makeup |
| [00:35.00] | Black eyeliner in swathes |
| [00:38.00] | We took the train to London |
| [00:42.00] | On the BedPan freedom line |
| [00:45.00] | Going to a nightclub, oh, to a nightclub in Soho |
| [00:52.00] | It' s a scream, don' t look down |
| [00:58.00] | We can be those cosmonauts |
| [01:01.00] | We can be space fantasy |
| [01:06.00] | We' re a scream, we don' t look down |
| [01:11.00] | We' re soaking in the glamour |
| [01:13.80] | From Japan to Jupiter |
| [01:20.80] | |
| [01:24.50] | Hanging out at Eric' s |
| [01:27.00] | In cobwebbed frilly sleeves |
| [01:30.00] | Dressed roughly as Victorians |
| [01:33.00] | Dressed drastically as Queens |
| [01:36.00] | Paint a red disc on your forehead |
| [01:40.00] | Some lightning ' cross your cheek |
| [01:43.00] | Jonesy says it how it could be |
| [01:46.00] | His sunmachine, his starry man |
| [01:49.50] | His Major Tom, his Berlin hands |
| [01:53.00] | They' re a scream, don' t look down... |
| [01:59.00] | We can be those cosmonauts |
| [02:01.60] | We can be space fantasy |
| [02:06.00] | We' re a scream, we don' t look down |
| [02:13.00] | We' re soaking in the glamour |
| [02:15.00] | From Japan to Jupiter |
| [02:19.00] | Staring at the record sleeve |
| [02:22.00] | For hour after hour |
| [02:25.00] | I want to be an astronaut with glitter and space power |
| [02:32.00] | I want to dye my hair red |
| [02:35.00] | Hold a fag just like a girl |
| [02:39.00] | Freeze in thick wool overcoats |
| [02:42.00] | In the shadow of the wall |
| [02:45.00] | And the record goes around, around |
| [02:48.00] | And the needle gathers dust |
| [02:51.00] | They shout for me to turn it down |
| [02:55.00] | If I don' t get out of here I' ll burst |
| [03:01.00] | I want to scream, I want to fly far away |
| [03:11.00] | Japan Jupiter |
| [03:16.50] | Full of cleverness and charm |
| [03:21.00] | Cleverness and charm |
| [03:27.00] | Goodbye then to platforms |
| [03:30.60] | To the Rollers and white jeans |
| [03:34.20] | The makeup has caked up |
| [03:37.00] | And the fantasy' s unreal |
| [03:39.90] | Still I' m glad I took the London train |
| [03:42.80] | On the BedPan freedom line |
| [03:46.00] | Went out to those dodgy clubs |
| [03:50.00] | And changed back to my school uniform in the Gents on platform 9 |
| [03:56.00] | We had a scream, we never looked back |
| [04:03.00] | We were those cosmonauts lost in outer space |
| [04:09.00] | A scream, don' t look now |
| [04:15.80] | With a head rush of glamour, we spun the world and all inside her around |
| [04:25.00] | Spun the world and all inside her around |
| [04:31.80] | Spun the world and all inside her around |
| [04:38.50] | Spun the world and all inside her around |