Royal Odyssey

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Submitted: October 05, 2017

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David Bowie:

Space Odyssey

 

Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills
and put your helmet on

Ground Control to Major Tom
Commencing countdown,
engines on
Check ignition
and may God's love be with you

[spoken]
Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Liftoff

This is Ground Control
to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule
if you dare

This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating
in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past
one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much
she knows

Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead,
there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you....

Here am I floating
round my tin can

Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do


 

 

NOT David Bowie:

Royal Odyssey

 

Channel five to Comrade Don
Channel five to Comrade Don
Take your Viagra pills
and put protection on
Channel five to Comrade Don
Commencing countdown
Camera's on
Check you ego
and may God help all of us
 

Spoken:

Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Liftoff

 

Instrumental
 

This is channel five to Comrade Don
You're at the highest of the high
And we all hang on your every word you say
Now it's time to start presidenting; yes, today
This is Major Don to channel five
I'm through the doors and I'm inside
And I'm gloating in a most peculiar way
And my head feels so much bigger today
 

For here I am, lazing on my fat can
Far above you all
America's not blue
I sure suckered you


Now well past the first 100 days
and I'm feeling like a king
and no one better tell me where to go

Tell what's her name not to wait up, oh, she knows

Channel five to Comrade Don
America just lays there, something's wrong
Do you hear us, Comrade Don?
Do you hear us, Comrade Don?
Do you hear us, Comrade Don
Do you hear...

Here I am, playing at dictator,
own, the stars and Moon
America's not blue
I sure suckered you
 

 

 


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