Lets all systems go!
What’s the worst that could happen?
Mass hysteria?
Mass hysteria
Converts to energy calm
Under great pressure
Under great pressure
They dived to the Titanic
And never returned
And never returned?
That would be poor old Charlie
On the MTA
On the MTA
He changed for Jamalca Plain
Sans one more nickel
Sans one more nickel
But good luck finding pennies
Soon they’ll all be gone
Soon they’ll all be gone,
and I couldn’t be more glad;
they’ve been here all year!
They’ve been here all year,
But now at last they’re blooming.
Now I know they’re red.
Now, I know they’re red
Says Senator McCarthy
Or at least dark pink
Or at least dark pink?
Still, Artemis II flies on
Looking for the moon
Looking for the Moon
The Sun searches folornly
Til the end of time
'Til the end of time
I will despise peach ice cream.
I really mean it!
I really mean it:
Bone in rib eye is heaven!
With good Cabernet
With good Cabernet,
a Census taker’s liver
is only so-so
(Better to try some fava beans and a nice Chianti instead, I’m told)
Is only so-so
Wake me up ‘fore you go-go
Not going solo
(Chianti helps to make the medicine go down)
Not going, Solo
You can just take the droids and
That Wookie fella
That Wookie fella
Howled at his space chess rival
And ripped his arms off
“…and ripped his arms off,”
Sheila told me, and I thought:
What a sore loser!
What a sore loser
You can’t win ’em all, can you?
But you can sure try
But you can sure try
To rip your rival’s arms off
But you’re no Wookie