(Mike)
When I was 3, my mother said to me
Eat up your greens and say your grace
While on TV they put a dog in s***e
And left her there... you shoulda seen her face
(Mike)
When I was 5, the dream was still alive
And Walter Cronkite said: "One day we'll earn our daily bread
Conducting things in outer s***e"
But still on earth I thrive... and you pretend I'm not alive
(All)
And walk by with my substitute
(Mike through distortion)
While I fasten the oxygen valve
On my s***e suit
(Mike)
When I was 8, we shared a cloakrack - it was great
And I pretended I had so much on my plate
I had a speech to write, about moonshot trajectory
And during phonics class, perfected my delivery
(All)
Now the band's playing "Hail to the c***f"
(Mike through distortion)
While my capsule's out floating by some
Tropical reef
(Mike)
all the experts can agree on
(All)
regarding your motives
in the cape canaveral crash...
is that they know nothing
(Jian, Mike, & Dave alternate the following lines)
it puzzles me so...
it puzzles me so...
it puzzles me so...
(Mike)
Now I'm full grown, and I've a s***ecraft of my own
But there you sit, still upon your Earthly throne
Hey darling, throw this s***e-pup a bone
Don't touch that dial, don't hang up that phone
[The following section is repeated several times, ending the tune]
(Jian & Dave)
Band's playin' hail to the c***f
(Murray)
It puzzles me so...
(Mike)
Don't hang up that phone
From the Liner:
(Mike-lead vocal, acoustic guitar; Murray-vocals, bass; Jean-vocals, conga, wooden door percussion; Dave-vocals, electric guitar)
When I was 3, my mother said to me
Eat up your greens and say your grace
While on TV they put a dog in s***e
And left her there... you shoulda seen her face
(Mike)
When I was 5, the dream was still alive
And Walter Cronkite said: "One day we'll earn our daily bread
Conducting things in outer s***e"
But still on earth I thrive... and you pretend I'm not alive
(All)
And walk by with my substitute
(Mike through distortion)
While I fasten the oxygen valve
On my s***e suit
(Mike)
When I was 8, we shared a cloakrack - it was great
And I pretended I had so much on my plate
I had a speech to write, about moonshot trajectory
And during phonics class, perfected my delivery
(All)
Now the band's playing "Hail to the c***f"
(Mike through distortion)
While my capsule's out floating by some
Tropical reef
(Mike)
all the experts can agree on
(All)
regarding your motives
in the cape canaveral crash...
is that they know nothing
(Jian, Mike, & Dave alternate the following lines)
it puzzles me so...
it puzzles me so...
it puzzles me so...
(Mike)
Now I'm full grown, and I've a s***ecraft of my own
But there you sit, still upon your Earthly throne
Hey darling, throw this s***e-pup a bone
Don't touch that dial, don't hang up that phone
[The following section is repeated several times, ending the tune]
(Jian & Dave)
Band's playin' hail to the c***f
(Murray)
It puzzles me so...
(Mike)
Don't hang up that phone
From the Liner:
(Mike-lead vocal, acoustic guitar; Murray-vocals, bass; Jean-vocals, conga, wooden door percussion; Dave-vocals, electric guitar)