Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Virgil And The Moonshot, artist - Ray Stevens. Album song Hum It, in the genre
Date of issue: 27.04.2009
Record label: Curb
Song language: English
Virgil And The Moonshot |
Well, ol' Virgil always was a clown |
Dumbest man in our hometown |
But somehow, he got hired out at the NASA base |
And then one day, against all the rules |
While cleanin' up a space capsule |
He closed the hatch and started playing Man in Space |
He put a spacesuit on and sat right down |
Started flippin' switches and messin' around |
A siren started blastin' and a green light was flashin' «ready» |
Yeah, hoses were snappin' and gas was going «whoosh» |
Virgil just had to give that button a push |
And son of a gun, he was gone like Richard Petty |
Oh, mama |
Hello, Houston, we got a problem |
Get Gladys on the phone |
Somebody tell her where I’m at |
How long I’ll be gone |
Yeah, remind her she needs to feed my dogs |
Milk the cow and slop them hogs |
Hello, Houston, we got a problem |
How y’all gonna get me back home? |
Huh? |
Well, we saw it right there on TV |
My wife, my kids, the dog and me |
On a broadcast from outer space on the evening news |
Oh, Virgil wasn’t havin' any fun |
He’d run down the batteries on his Star Wars gun |
And he was turning green in various shades and hues |
He said, «Boys, you better get me down quick |
'Cause I’m afraid I’m gonna be sick |
I don’t, I don’t think I can take much more of this |
Lord, all I do is just float around |
Half the time I think I’m upside down, you know |
I need to throw up but I don’t know where up is» |
Hello, Redneck One, Redneck One, this is mission control |
Stand by, Virgil, we’re about to execute your re-entry |
Execute me? |
Lord, have mercy |
Couldn’t, couldn’t you just dock me a couple of days' pay? |
Whoa, here we go again |
Hello, Houston, we got a problem |
I think we got a flat tire |
Yeah, I just looked out that little round window |
And the whole capsule’s afire |
Everything’s a-shakin' and a-burnin' hot |
If you’re gonna execute me, I’d just as soon be shot |
Hello, Houston, we got a problem |
I’m droppin' like a fallin' star |
Well, give NASA credit, they got him back |
And of course, he was immediately sacked |
And we were all amazed at the fame Virgil’s ride had brought |
But ol' Virgil knew just how to work it |
'Cause the next thing you know, he’s on the talk show circuit |
Billin' himself as «The Redneck Astronaut» |
Hello, Oprah, we got a problem |
Montel’s on the other phone |
Yeah, he wants to book me too |
And so does 20/20 and Jenny Jones |
Now I’m sure that we can work it out in time |
Just have your people talk to mine |
Hello, Oprah, gotta go now |
60 Minutes is on the phone |
Hey, 60 Minutes, yeah |
Aw, I’d love to |
But you know, I gotta have that first segment |
And, yeah, and Mike Wallace has gotta host it |
Uh-huh, oh, well, okay, fine then, we’ll give it to Dateline |
Eh, uh, what’s that? |
Oh, well, that’s more like it |
Yeah, well, I kinda, I kinda thought you’d see it my way |
I mean, after all, it does make sense, don’t it? |
Spacesuit? |
Yeah, I got a spacesuit |
Well, you know, it’s, it’s not a real spacesuit |
But I mean, you can’t tell the difference from three feet away |
Glad-Gladys made it for me |
Yeah, she, yeah, she’s got one of them sewin' machines that, that does all that |
fancy stuff |
Oh yeah |