"So strange..." -"What's strange?"
"To stand so close to the rail and still not fall over the edge."
"It's a good thing there's fifty percent less gravity here."
"That is good." -"Let's am-scray."
"Alright."
We have to mine this moon, for what we've lost back home
Same dust that drapes my suit... contaminates the air
Can't be done too soon, miss someone I know
And you wait there, on Terra firma, feet planted firmly... for me
When I said I'd be there on Tuesday, did I neglect to mention Which century?
Pushed to hard to get to you, engines burned through all of the fuel
Now my ship's adrift in the cosmos
Here alone, with my drone, no direction home and I lost the charger for my phone
"Please don't call me a 'drone!'"
"Excuse me?"
"I'm an artificially intelligent life form."
"Sorry. I'm... not... thinking... clearly."
"It's alright. I understand. I'm worried too."
Sigh, "It's gonna be a long trip."
Ahh Ahh Ahhohwoooo
Now she'll know the truth, my status on that moon... blue-collared goon
But wait, I might not have to stay abroad
Be a man, do what I can
As me and my droid strap in to the escape pod
My android friend found Earth's coordinates. Time to suit-up and put on my big boy pants
Is it too late to start believin' in God?
As me and my droid strap in to the escape pod
Take too long to get to you, these engines are tapped dry too
Now my pods lost in the ether
If I'm too late, she won't wait, find a new mate
Then I'll just date her great, great, great, great, great granddaughter