Story Behind The Song

Someone sitting in their room imagining being on a passenger flight to Mars

Song Description

Someone sitting in their room imagining being on a passenger flight to Mars

Lyrics

(Houston... standby....Go ahead Control.... We have a problem)

Sitting in my room
Looking out through the smoke and gloom
I can see the moon
Imagine all that room

Hey! You!
You look a well cool dude
I said hey, you!
Come and finish this spoof

I'll be six million miles from home
Man, how'd I get this stoned?
Six million miles from home
Man, how'd I get this stoned?

Gonna find a man with a plan
We're gonna build a ship, and go to other lands
Gonna fly in the sky and out to space
Gonna get somewhere no-one'll be on my case

A
nd I'll be six million miles from home
Man, how'd I get this stoned?
Six million miles from home
Man, how'd I get this stoned?

(Dopey, I feel dopey
Dopey, I feel dopey)

(Control standby... we are commencing ignition on my instructions... at T minus 15 and counting... on my mark...

12,11,10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1, we have main engine ignition... Ladies and Gentlemen we are going to Mars)

(Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen, we will be travelling at an average speed of six million miles per day before

entering the hypertunnel for the remainder of your journey.
The forecast for meteor showers is good with little or no dust expected.
Please speak to a crew member if you require assistance with your freezer cabins)

I'll be six million miles from home
Man, how'd I get this stoned?
Six million miles from home
Man, how'd I get this stoned?

I'll be six million miles from home
(Ladies and Gentlemen, for your own safety please return to your seat)
Man, how'd I get this stoned?
(As we will shortly be re-instating gravity)
Six million miles from home
(I'd like to thank you on behalf of the captain and crew for travelling with Spaced-Out Central)
Man, how'd I get this stoned?

(Dopey, I feel dopey
Dopey, I feel dopey)