G 
Oh the whiskey is floating won't stay in me glass
     D                                        
I'm weightless and spinning and drunk off me ass
        G                          ~
Oh the whiskey is floating in a sphere o'er me head
       D                                 C        G 
If we don't clear this wormhole we'll surely be dead

[Chorus]
     G                                        C 
So reach for the whiskey, boys, reach for the stars
      G                          D 
They won't stop us drinkin' on Venus or Mars
     G                                          C 
So reach for the whiskey, boys, reach for the sky
         Am7         C               D           G 
For the vacuum of space sucks them bottles all dry

[Verse 2]
        G 
Oh infinite booty awaits us in space
       D                                   
We'll pillage and plunder with fervor and grace
             G                          
That's what my astronomical unit is for
       D                       C         G 
Let's party where no-one has partied before

[Chorus]
     G                                        C 
So reach for the whiskey, boys, reach for the stars
      G                          D 
They won't stop us drinkin' on Venus or Mars
     G                                          C 
So reach for the whiskey, boys, reach for the sky
         Am7         C               D           G 
For the vacuum of space sucks them bottles all dry

[Bridge]
  Em 
Alone in the cockpit I gaze at the stars
                             D 
I drink, and I think of my home (he thinks of his home) of my home...

[Verse 3]
       G 
Our thrusters are the hottest that you've ever felt
       D 
They might just unbuckle your asteroid belt
        G 
We're honing our moonwalking skills as we speak
       D                  C              G 
We'll dance on Uranus by this time next week

[Chorus]
     G                                        C 
So reach for the whiskey, boys, reach for the stars
      G                          D 
They won't stop us drinkin' on Venus or Mars
     G                                          C 
So reach for the whiskey, boys, reach for the sky
         Am7         C               D          G 
For the vacuum of space sucks them bottles all dry