Ground control to Major Tom

Ground Control to Major Tom

What the hell is going on?

Suggest you answer intercom

Scrambling F-16’s, countdown’s on

Check your radio and may God’s love be with you

This is Ground control to Major Tim

You’ve really laid an Egg

And the papers want to know which lawyer you will snare

Now it’s time to face reporters if you dare

This is Major Tim to ground control

They’re knocking at the door, my joint fell to the floor

And my head is floating in a most peculiar way

And the clouds look very different today

For here I am sitting in the cockpit, far above the world

My career is through and there’s nothing I can do

Though I’m passed 200 lousy miles, and I’m feeling very ill

And I thought my aircraft knew which way to go

Tell my wife I love her job very much since mine is gone I know

Ground control to Major Tim

Your circuit was dead and that was wrong

Can you hear me Major Tim?

Can you hear me Major Tim?

Can you hear me Major Tim?

Here I am sitting in the cockpit, far above the world

My career is through and there’s nothing I can do

Copyright 2009 Patrick Granfors