Lyrics: Paolo Montrone
Music: Paolo Montrone
I will book my stellar hideaway
Our galactic grand rendezvous
A cereal box surprise got me too
On this
lavishly upscale tour
Dazed in my blue
Fine bespoke Spacesuit
This is haute couture for few
To spin the orbit reef learn the rules
And master all the right moves
And while we shoot away
Time’s relatively warping round us
No gravity
No after taste
They say
Oumuamua we are coming in
We’ve got our landing rights
One post
For all mankind
We’ll
Glide in just for one pint
On me
And Now
from this
newer perspective
I really get my dog’s point of view
The cosmic cure makes
us all better men
Show me your
asteroid tattoo
Uneasy lull
floating in outer sphere
Maybe is time to
head back ashore
Earned our miles we’ll soon
jump on back
To anchor on
our old Moon
And while we shoot away
Time’s relatively
warping round us
No gravity
No after taste
they say
Oumuamua
we are coming in
We’ve got our landing rights
One post
For all mankind
We’ll glide in
Just for one pint
On me
Oumuamua we are coming in
We’ve got our landing rights
One post
For all mankind
We’ll glide in
Just for one more pint
On me
And while we shoot away
Time’s relatively
warping round us
No gravity
No after taste
They say
Light years away
I will find my way
To my old school
Brave and cool
Oumuamua we are coming in
We’ve got our landing rights
One post
For all mankind
We’ll glide in
Just for one more pint
On me
Oumuamua
we’re now closing in
We’ve got our gears outright
Best spot
For a panorama shot
Make sure you sport a smile
For me
Oumuamua we are coming in
We’ve got our landing rights
One post
For all mankind
We’ll glide in
Just for one more pint
On me
Oh Jupiter we are passing by
On our way home tonight
One day
We’ll play frisbee again
In our back yard just
You and I