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Frank Black

Blast Off

 

Blast Off

(album: Dog In The Sand - 2001)


I'm headed for the dark, take shit as shit is
If you can take this town, I say good show
'Cause city hall all are freaks, and the coffee is getting weak

I'm gonna make my mark, maybe in showbiz
Maybe on solid ground, I do not know
But I'm thinking all the time, and I'm saving all my dimes

Blast off, I can foresee, foresee blast off
Blast off, I can foresee, foresee blast off
Cast off, save all my money just for blast off
Blast off, I can foresee, foresee blast off

Chemical, take all my chemical for comatose
Comatose, wake from a sleep that was six months
Rasthof, zwanzig Kilometers bis Rasthof, I need it
Blast off, I can foresee, foresee

And when we get there the Irish in
Me's gonna claim it for France
I'm in a Beckett trance
From all that chemical

Blast off, I can foresee, foresee blast off
Blast off, I can foresee, foresee blast off

L'union pour la promotion de la propulsion photonique
Isidis, home on the dome of the Isidis
Tops off, I think I'm gonna get some rocks off, I need it
Blast off, I can foresee, foresee

And when we get there the Irish in
Me's gonna claim it for France
I'm in a Beckett trance
From all that chemical

And when we get there the Irish in
Me's gonna claim it for France
I'm wearing Beckett's pants
From all that chemical

And when we get there the Irish in
Me's gonna claim it for France
I'm in a Beckett trance
From all that chemical

And when we get there the Irish in
Me's gonna claim it for France
I'm wearing Beckett's pants
From all that chemical

And when we get there the Irish in
Me's gonna claim it for France
I'm on a Beckett rant
From all that chemical

Blast off, I can foresee, foresee blast off
Blast off, I can foresee foresee blast off
Cast off, save all my money just for blast off
Blast off, I can foresee foresee blast off

Blast off

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