Ground Control to Major TomGround Control to Major TomTake your protein pills and put your helmet on
(Ten)Ground Control(Nine)To Major Tom(Eight, seven, six)Commencing countdown(Five)Engines on(Four, three, two)Check ignition(One)And may God’s love(Lift-off)Be with you
This is Ground Control to Major TomYou’ve really made the gradeAnd the papers want to know whose shirts you wearNow it’s time to leave the capsule if you dare
This is Major Tom to Ground ControlI’m stepping through the doorAnd I’m floating in a most peculiar wayAnd the stars look very different today
For here am I sitting in a tin canFar above the worldPlanet Earth is blueAnd there’s nothing I can do
Though I’m past one hundred thousand milesI’m feeling very stillAnd I think my spaceship knows which way to goTell my wife I love her very muchShe knows
Ground Control to Major TomYour circuit’s dead, there’s something wrongCan you hear me, Major Tom?Can you hear me, Major Tom?Can you hear me, Major Tom?Can you he—
Here am I floating ‘round my tin canFar above the MoonPlanet Earth is blueAnd there’s nothing I can do
Great strip Frank – hard to imagine that a billion years from now some entities out there might find the battered remains of the Voyagers, and wonder who or what sent them traveling.
juicebruce 9 months ago
Bob like the guy in a movie once said … " You Talk … I’ll Listen "
bulldinky1 9 months ago
I’m saddened to hear of her possible demise, but golly gosh! Vger’s been out there for almost 47 years! I do wonder who or what was involved.
Egrayjames 9 months ago
“Major Tom to Ground Control…..your circuits on….can you hear me Ground Control?”
Prey 9 months ago
Close , but thanks for reminding me.
Ground Control to Major TomGround Control to Major TomTake your protein pills and put your helmet on
(Ten)Ground Control(Nine)To Major Tom(Eight, seven, six)Commencing countdown(Five)Engines on(Four, three, two)Check ignition(One)And may God’s love(Lift-off)Be with you
This is Ground Control to Major TomYou’ve really made the gradeAnd the papers want to know whose shirts you wearNow it’s time to leave the capsule if you dare
This is Major Tom to Ground ControlI’m stepping through the doorAnd I’m floating in a most peculiar wayAnd the stars look very different today
For here am I sitting in a tin canFar above the worldPlanet Earth is blueAnd there’s nothing I can do
Though I’m past one hundred thousand milesI’m feeling very stillAnd I think my spaceship knows which way to goTell my wife I love her very muchShe knows
Ground Control to Major TomYour circuit’s dead, there’s something wrongCan you hear me, Major Tom?Can you hear me, Major Tom?Can you hear me, Major Tom?Can you he—
Here am I floating ‘round my tin canFar above the MoonPlanet Earth is blueAnd there’s nothing I can do
MS72 9 months ago
Interstellar space must be a lonely place.
Zebrastripes 9 months ago
(((((((((( CAN YOU HEAR ME NOOOOOOOOW? )))))))))
6iw4yzga Premium Member 9 months ago
That satellite is shaped just like Bob !
fencie 8 months ago
Frank, the graphic interpretations of your imagination make me smile.
gary.eddings4157 Premium Member 8 months ago
Great strip Frank – hard to imagine that a billion years from now some entities out there might find the battered remains of the Voyagers, and wonder who or what sent them traveling.
EXCALABUR 8 months ago
I always listen, Bob.