Confucius MC - Gazpacho Soup

An SOS from the mining ship Red Dwarf
Still stranded in space
Set a course
For the planet Earth
Millions of light years away
We could pray
Or sip a couple light beers a day
Lit the jay
Step through the deck
In this hollow vessel
All alone in this space
So the sorrows echo
Stasis Leak'
In the place where old faces meet
Trying to turn back the clocks
But the faces freeze
Swear I heard it somewhere in a bar on a Titan Machines now have feelings
So on behalf Kryten
This goes out to all the overlooked toasters
spouting wisdom
A jazz band of banditos without a mission
Analyse tryin' to gain more
perspective
My book of rhymes is kinda like the Space Corps Directive
Step off the 28th floor and exit
Bow down to Cloister
Cats are still waiting for the message
Drowning thesorrows
Then comes the sorry talk
Time can make a mind state shift
MCs Polymorph'
Busy trying to play the game 'Better Than Life' 'Marooned' in the Future Echoes'
Trying to bring em to light
Some just wasn't given the sight
Couldn't see past the Psirens'
Crew mates with weak hearts inside them
From Ganymede to Titan
Rappers kept the Ali G design in
The Zero-G stee when I'm designing

Just watch how I go to work with a ratchet a old loop
Til I say my last words like Gazpacho Soup'
Thanks For The Memory'
But that's the old truth
Tried to Quarantine' one
But couldn't catch the whole group
Careful not to think too much It could destroy ya In the war between Confidence and Paranoia' There's very often only one Victor in the picture
Chased down in our minds
Til faced with The Inquisitor'
The right words can get stuck in the esophagus
When the spirit leaves the body its just a Hollow Ship'
So when spirit tries to take you try and follow it Even if you face the Gunmen of the Apocalypse' The loneliness 'll make you carry on cruel
Ask the Cat
Either that or Danny John-Jules
Long day tripper
With Dave Lister
In and out of Timeslides' until we fade into the picture
Live in hope but the chances stay slimmer
In a world of holograms peace to Arnold J. Rimmer
Going round til we burn out and vanish
Starbug cruising
Playing pool with the planets
It's bound to take it's toll
And if there was no Silicon Heaven
Where would all the calculators go?
I wanna lie
Shipwrecked and comatose
Goldfish nibbling toes
Until I overdose

Written by:
Charles Cocheteau, William Carabine-Glean

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