Do you remember Regatta's beer? It's such an ugly song
I've 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 of needed love Saw the details on the way
The shaking of nothing is killing Just pictures of jackdaws in synthesis
And I, I ain't got no money And I ain't got no hands
This thing, this song's a piece of cake for my throat
But I'm hoping to kick, but this planet is glowing
Ashes to ash and funk to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's mind Hitting that 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 I'm happy, hope you're happy too
One flash of light but no smoking pistol
I've never done good things I've never done bad things
I've never did anything out of the blue
Want an axe to break the ice Want it come down right now
Ashes to ashes funk to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's mind Hitting that all time low
My mama said to get things done You better not mess with Major Tom
My mama said to get things done You better not mess with Major Tom
My mama said to get things done You better not mess with Major Tom
My mama said to get things done You better not mess with Major Tom
My mama said to get things done You better not mess with Major Tom