THE BORE
General => The Superdeep Borehole => Topic started by: Vizzys on January 04, 2007, 01:33:15 AM
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She packed by bag last night, preflight
Zero hour, nine
a.m.
And I'm gonna be high
As a kite by then
I miss the earth so much
I miss my wife
It's lonely out in space
On such a timeless
flight
And I think it's gonna be a long, long,
time
'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to
find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Ah,
no no no...
I'm a rocket man
Rocket man
Burnin' out his fuse
Up here alone
Mars
ain't the kind of place
To raise your kids
In
fact, it's cold as hell
And there's no one there
to raise them
If you did
And all this science
I don't understand
It's just my job
Five
days a week
A Rocket Man
Rocket Man
And I
think it's gonna be a long, long, time
'Til
touchdown brings me 'round again to find
I'm not
the man they think I am at home
Ah, no no no...
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Ah, no no
no...
I'm a rocket man
Rocket man
Burnin' out his fuse
Up here alone
And I
think it's gonna be a long, long, time
And I think
it's gonna be a long, long, time
And I think it's
gonna be a long, long, time
Long, long, time
Long, long, time
Ah, no, no, no...
Oh, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no...
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Rocketman has deleted his own account lulz.
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It's even lonelier in MAF's apartment.
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It's even lonelier in MAF's apartment.
Zing...
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I'll tell you what's lonely:
Being so shallow that you've got to try and constantly put down other people in order to feel better about yourself.
Keep on stylin, brother. Work your lonely magic.