| I’m a captain in a flying crew
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| I find the farm is a super bore
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| The world is small when I’m in the air
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| The universe, it don’t make me scared, no
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| I’m a zipper in a metal mule
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| I’m a sipper of a rocket fuel
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| I see my friends take the blessed dive
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| I’m just lucky to be alive
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| Don’t take your eyes off Captain Pasty
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| High in the skies of alabaster faces
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| Don’t take your eyes off Captain Pasty
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| Even better, I’m a mother’s son
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| I love the rattle of the melting gun
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| We must attack when they flee and hiss
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| I see my friends in a million bits
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| Don’t take your eyes off Captain Pasty
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| High in the skies of alabaster faces
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| Don’t take your eyes off Captain Pasty
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| Captain Pasty, please report to the tarmac
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| For a very important assignment
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| Godspeed
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| Don’t take your eyes off Captain Pasty
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| High in the skies of alabaster faces
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| Don’t take your eyes off Captain Pasty
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| Hang on baby, I’m a bit a fast
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| Present future and the future past
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| Tells me something I don’t wanna know
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| So I do ya then I go
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| Don’t take your eyes off Captain Pasty
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| High in the skies of alabaster faces
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| Don’t take your eyes off Captain Pasty |