Ejection Lyrics

Ground Control: c***pit check?
Pilot: Yes, OK.
Ground Control: Largactil...five milligrammes.
Pilot: Largactil, check.
Ground Control: Valium...ten milligrammes.
Pilot: Valium... ten, check.
Ground Control: Haloperidol...five milligrammes.
Pilot: Which one's that?
Ground Control: Little white ones. W-W-W for white.
Pilot: W for white. OK, check.
Ground Control: Phenobarbitone. Five milligrammes.
Pilot: *growing increasingly tired* Check...
Ground Control: Disipel...five milligrammes.
Pilot: Check...
Ground Control: Glass of water.
Pilot: ...check...
Ground Control and Pilot: Our father...which art in heaven, ...mea c**pa, mea c**pa, mea maxima c**pa.
There's only one course of action
Left for me to take
I've tried every switch selection
That might control this state
I think for my protection
I'd better make it straight
Into Ejection
Into Ejection
Into Ejection
Into Ejection
The radar screen's projection
Tells me I'm too late
To make a course correction
I'm about to meet my fate
No time for reflection
I'd better make it straight
Into Ejection
Into Ejection
Into Ejection
Into Ejection