| Side by side slide by space and time
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| Yeah the Neil Armstrong telecasts of Nineteen Sixty-Nine
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| Proportion distortion I saw in those shoes
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| And I learned a kind of ego that I doubt I’ll ever lose
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| It’s nine lives to Rigel Five
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| Nine lives to Rigel Five
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| And I’m waiting nine lives to Rigel Five
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| With nothing to say when I arrive
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| Joan Jones proposed that we leave our homes
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| Like runaway gnomes in the twilight zone
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| He said, baby, when you’re grown it all means more
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| I said, let’s get out the twister game and get down on all fours
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| Nine lives to Rigel Five
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| Nine lives to Rigel Five
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| And I’m waiting nine lives to Rigel Five
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| With nothing to say when I arrive
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| Well I have a problem that physics won’t resolve
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| A color that acid won’t dissolve
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| A place that’s just too far, I think, for us to go
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| Now is it wise to have a hope so strong
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| For real-time answers to real-world wrongs
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| Oh Susanna if you’ve got to cry for me
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| Send me back to Alabama with a banjo on my knee
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| Nine lives to Rigel Five
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| Nine lives to Rigel Five |
| And I’m waiting nine lives to Rigel Five
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| With nothing to say, goodbye |