Текст песни Bob Rivers - What if God Smoked Cannabis

Station Mir to ground control
Station Mir to anyone
Send a rescue ship and bring our asses home
Station Mir to ground control
Systems broke down, engines gone
End this mission or we'll all end up marooned
This is ground control to Station Mir
You guys are doing great
And we're sorry that you stained your underwear
So we'll try to send you up a few clean pairs
Ground control to Station Mir
You'll be alright, there's nothing wrong
Did you hear me, Station Mir?
You're not coming in that clear
Station Mir's made up in one tin can
Coasting by the moon
Their engine doesn't cruise, We should send them up some booze