OK, what we’re getting now is - yes, they’re saying it was in fact a fire that erupted inside the external tank of the ship, exactly ninety-eight seconds after it entered the asteroid field. No one is sure what caused the fire which led to the massive explosion, killing all twelve crew members and scientists aboard the Space Shuttle Deliverance, taking with them our last and only hope. Once again, if you’re just tuning in, the CSA Space Shuttle Deliverance has been destroyed. The final mission to save mankind has failed. The 70-mile wide asteroid known commonly as “Matilda” is set to collide with Earth in exactly three weeks time, and we’ll be bringing you up-to-the-minute coverage of our countdown to the ‘End of Days’, along with all your classic rock favorites. This is Q107.2
Guess what guys, it’s time to embrace the horror! Look, we’ve got front row tickets to the end of the earth!
At the late night, double feature, picture show
I wanna go - Oh oh oh oh
To the late night, double feature, picture show
By R.K.O. - Wo oh oh oh
To the late night, double feature, picture show
In the back row - Oh oh oh oh
To the late night, double feature, picture show
Wow! There’ll be spectacle
There’ll be fantasy
There’ll be derring do
And stuff like you would never see
Hey! A movie!
Yeah! We’re gonna be a movie!
Starring everybody… and me!
There’ll be heroes bold!
There’ll be comedy!
And a lot of fuss
That ends for us real happily
Hey! A movie!
We can watch it all develop!
Starring everybody… and me!
Let me put it this way. I play the part.
Meet the greatest actor in the world!
If you were a Broadway musical, people would be humming your face.
What the heck is a rim job?
I think next week I’ll be able to send more money as I may have extra work. My friend Patty has promised me a blow job.
That’s what makes it ours. Bein’ born on it and workin’ on it and dyin’, dyin’ on it.
He did not care any more… life and death… the same.
We belong dead.
We go together
Like rama lama lama ka dinga da dinga dong.
“Death… eternal punishment… for… anyone… who… opens… this… casket. In the name… of Amon-Ra… the king of the gods.” Good heavens, what a terrible curse!
Dying’s the easy way out. You won’t catch me dying. They’ll have to kill me before I die!
All things being equal, I’d rather be in Philadelphia.
You see, we piddle, twiddle, and resolve
Not one damn thing do we solve
Piddle, twiddle, and resolve
Nothing’s ever solved in
Foul, fetid, fuming, foggy, filthy
Philadephia!
Well we’re living here in Allentown
And they’re closing all the factories down
Out in Bethlehem they’re killing time
Filling out forms, standing in line
Well our fathers fought the Second World War
Spent their weekends on the Jersey Shore
Met our mothers in the USO
Asked them to dance, danced with them slow
And we’re living here in Allentown
Maybe you don’t belong in this union!
But, if we go on strike, then we are a union, right?