Ground Control to Major Tom Collins
Ground Control to Major Tom Collins
Take your senses out and put your ice cubes in
Ground Control to Major Tom Collins (Ten, Nine , etc)
Commencing counting , that's ten tonic and gins
Check ignition and may God's aspirin be with you (Two,One,Liftoff)
This is Ground Control to Major Tom Collins
You’ve really made the grape
And there's booze stains on the shirts you wear
Now it’s time to leave the bar stool if you dare
This is Major Tom Collins to Ground Control
I’m stepping through the door
And I’m floating in the most peculiar way
And the bars look very different today
For here am I sitting with my gin Man
Far above the world
Planet Earth is Blue Curacoa
And there’s nothing I can do a doacoa
Though I am past one hundred thousand drinks
I’m feeling thirsty still
And I think my car knows which bar next to go
Tell them I love their Gimlet , they know
Ground Control to Major Tom Collins
Your circuit's dead , there's something wrong
That's beer number three , Major Tom !
That's beer number three , Major Tom !
That's beer number three , Major Tom !
That's beer number --- For here am I sitting with my gin Man
Far above the world
Planet Earth is Blue Curacoa
And there’s nothing I can do a doacoa
(Idea by my friend Vandu)
