Good to see you
This, uh, okay, uh, where, where should we go?
Where we going? We're going quite old
Alright, let's go quite old (yeah)
Song I wrote for Clint Eastwood
Do you remember a guy that's been
In such an early song?
I heard a rumour from Ground Control
Oh, no, don't say it's true
They got a message from the Action Man
"I'm happy, hope you're happy too
I've loved all I've needed, love
Sordid details following"
The shrieking of nothing is killing me
Just pictures of Jap girls in synthesis
And I ain't got no money, ain't got no hair
And I'm hoping to kick, but the planet is glowing, glowing, glowing more
Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's high
Hitting an all-time low
Time and again, I tell myself
I'll stay clean tonight
But the little green wheels are following me
Oh, no, not again
I'm stuck with a valuable friend
But I'm happy, hope you're happy too
One flash of light, but no smoking pistol
I never did good things
I never did bad things
I never did anything out of the blue, no
I want an axe to break the ice
I wanna come down right now
Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's high
Hitting an all-time low
My mama said, "To get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom"
My mama said, "To get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom"
My mama said, "To get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom"
My mama said, "To get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom", whoo-ha
Thank you
Welcome to the Montreux Jazz Festival, Sterling Campbell
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