[Intro]
Calling Gamma Ray
This is Major Cigar
Do you read me, Gamma Ray?
Gamma Ray, damn it, come in!
Gamma Ray, please respond!
Welp, his brains are fried
Pack it up, mission's over
[Verse 1]
Do you read me? Do you read me? Do I need to reach through the TV?
Do I need to reach through the ouija? Houston, I may have gone too Houdini
I'm too uneasy, I'm out of phase and I'm orange Tang and I'm powdered eggs
And my radio has been down for days, I just stand around and sound out the phrase
It go, "Do you read me?" Shook up shoe to beanie, y'all look for the moon graffiti
Deep end of some hellhole, come detect this tempo
I been feeding back in these headphones, beating back a profound fear
Farewell to my bread crumbs, is anybody even out there?
I'm like out there, in that true 3D, that new ether, that "Do you read me?"
You don't read me, I'm barely a thing, staring off, I'm too scared to blink
I might shrink some and I shrink more, shrink past this pink dwarf
No sign of my pole star, although up here, it don't mean north
Deep space in no G-force, I more tumble out to some death bell
Some bleep bleep, robot voice, some red lights, some send help
Street meat for some E.T. to come deep fry in old frites grease
And re-home, reach out, reap what he sow
Jesus, do you read me? We don't (We don't)
Calling Gamma Ray
This is Major Cigar
Do you read me, Gamma Ray?
Gamma Ray, damn it, come in!
Gamma Ray, please respond!
Welp, his brains are fried
Pack it up, mission's over
[Verse 1]
Do you read me? Do you read me? Do I need to reach through the TV?
Do I need to reach through the ouija? Houston, I may have gone too Houdini
I'm too uneasy, I'm out of phase and I'm orange Tang and I'm powdered eggs
And my radio has been down for days, I just stand around and sound out the phrase
It go, "Do you read me?" Shook up shoe to beanie, y'all look for the moon graffiti
Deep end of some hellhole, come detect this tempo
I been feeding back in these headphones, beating back a profound fear
Farewell to my bread crumbs, is anybody even out there?
I'm like out there, in that true 3D, that new ether, that "Do you read me?"
You don't read me, I'm barely a thing, staring off, I'm too scared to blink
I might shrink some and I shrink more, shrink past this pink dwarf
No sign of my pole star, although up here, it don't mean north
Deep space in no G-force, I more tumble out to some death bell
Some bleep bleep, robot voice, some red lights, some send help
Street meat for some E.T. to come deep fry in old frites grease
And re-home, reach out, reap what he sow
Jesus, do you read me? We don't (We don't)
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