Ground control to major Tom
The ozone layers done,
We took our eyes off of the ball for a while,
And then things went badly wrong
Ground control to major Tom,
The trees here are all now gone.
Conditions are much tougher for us all,
And we are Living under a dome.
Ground control to major Tom,
We want you to come home,
Before this world becomes a barren wasteland,
And everything is lost.
Ground control to major Tom,
I was asked to choose a side,
The choice to rebel or to tow the line,
And i chose to run and hide.
Ground control to major tom,
Now I am left here all alone,
The hunger eats at my insides,
And the time has come to say my last goodbye.
Major tom to ground control,
I can see the skies are black,
From up high above the nuclear night,
Its hurts to know that im never coming back.
By Martin McGregor
