| For the earth mother?
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| Do you know there are people out there
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| Tranquility base, there goes the neighborhood;
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| Who are unhappy with the way that we care
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| American garbage dumped in space
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| And no room left for brotherhood
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| Have you seen our saucers?
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| You see our lights in your western skies
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| California’s rainbow skies;
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| Your government tells you another missle is flying;
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| Have you any idea why they’re lying
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| To you, to your faces!
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| Did they tell you?
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| Have you seen our saucers?
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| Her face was pretty but you let her go!
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| Your mother needs you now she’s getting old
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| Have you seen our saucers?
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| Star children on the black road to salvation;
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| You’ve got to care for the needs of your planet;
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| Children of the forest and child of the Woodstock nation;
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| Catch the dawn that once was there;
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| First born atomic generation;
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| Open the door
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| Don’t you know that’s what it’s for? |