First imaginary symphony for nomad,
Performed by vacuum cleaner.
Roger, we have
(one, two)
Aliens, aliens,
Will always want to go home,
Always want to
never before did we worry about you
but now we are
Whose brains are incredibly large, large,
Whose dreams are incredibly small...
W
Out of the sky
Out of the sky
The ocean is falling
Out
Death to the thing that you become,
Life for all left
Your orders as such begin,
Your orders as such begin:
Follow maps
Wake up, sleepless sailor,
You've been sent,
Sleeping buildings in a single
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