Mustn't been too long 'bout Sunday night
The sky it opened, Isaw the light
There was a window from where to see
We all sat waiting patiently
And then the room took flight
Into the endless night, what a sight
I met the greatest grandpa of all (In a sky club)
His eyes were dark and his legs were tall
He motioned to me to step right in
And offered up a tonic and gin (In a sky club)
He said with lips unmoved
"Son, you seem quite confused what to do"
There was awaiting a world of gold
All things were equal, so I was told
We headed back to our orb of earth
Was nice to be home for what it's worth (In a sky club)
Now that I'm back on land
I'm grateful for my friend, we'll meet again (In a sky club)
Sky Club was written by Matt Correia & Miles Michaud & Pedrum Siadatian & Spencer Dunham.
Sky Club was produced by Allah-Las & Jeremy Harris.