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this sucker works
yep this sucker works

it wasn’t my fault, i set the navigation perfectly
to take us back from pangaea, hundred thousand b.c.e
to sh0r-ditch london, twenty-third of november, nineteen-sixty-three
and not the desolate future planet where we were actually stranded
when we landed i blamed it on the mercury filled fluid links
so complicated, twentieth-century humans didn’t know who to think
was more to blame for bad directions, me or the machine
traveling through time and sp-ce, and places in between
is recondite, sophisticated, convoluted business
especially with a decommissioned capsule lacking the fitness
to make trips as planned, plus, i’m only one man
running a ship that needs a crew of six pilots to command
and i don’t mean companions, i prefer to do the flying
i mean dematerialization, automation’s not compliant
i’ve seen the greatest computers malfunction and break
that’s why time lords made them sentient, the biggest mistake
is letting them have any kinda’ say in all the decisions you make
you know, you wanna’ get to sheffield, nineteen-seventy-nine
of course you end up in the eighteen-seventy-nine scottish moors
or forever lost trying to get to heathrow airport to sort your
gobby aussie friend out with her job
navigating the vortex to vegas eighty-three shouldn’t be hard
but there you are in a russian sub, hads is on, tardis gone
warrior from mars unthawed, you don’t even get to play the slots!

vanished quickly, so you don’t believe what you saw
sounding creaky, like a car that needs some new shocks
and run by this guy who’s sillier than you thought
it’s just a madman and his magic blue box
vanished quickly, so you don’t believe what you saw
sounding creaky, like a car that needs some new shocks
and run by this guy who’s sillier than you thought
it’s just a madman and his magic blue box

can’t a time lord catch a break? after i had to regenerate
i tested ship fitness thought i’d be two minutes
was a few years late by mistake
twelve to be exact, i came back, the whole world was at stake
thanks to giant morphing snake and over-eager sp-ce cops
a little girl was grown up by the time i showed up faced lots
of distrust, and it sucked, but earth needed savin’
just a hiccup that glitched up the chronal navigation
is how i came late, no debate that coordinates
for sp-ce sometimes get messed up, yes, i can fess up
that south croydon, uk is nowhere next to aberdeen
just a slight inaccuracy, considering the galaxy
alone, okay, the planet zeta minor in the future
instead of seventy-five, london is the kinda’ mistake that suits a
bumbling oaf, what i mean though, is i don’t make that kinda error
what i mean, is hardly ever, well, at least for a guy who regenerates

might be stuck in sp-ce
in the wrong place
raggedy old box
hope this sucker works
break down
it won’t work
might be stuck in sp-ce
raggedy old box
never come close
the place to be
it won’t work

- more or les

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