Calling Spaceship: Damien Grief

Androids on morphine

System malfunctioning

In space I float

I'm a ghost, I'm a ghost

Major Tom is dead

He put a gun to his head

And so it seemed

His blood boiling



Help me

I'm calling

I'm calling



One twelve nineteen ninety-two

If the parents knew how it would grow

A baby cries

A scared little child



Speaking in tongues

Illusions in gibberish

The pilot's out of it

What can we make of this?

Mouth I foam

I won't go

I won't go



Help me

I'm calling

I'm calling



And I'm out here all alone

In this hell that I call home

And I will pray

When something wicked comes my way



Help me

I'm calling

I'm calling



Help me

I'm calling

I'm calling



Help me

And I'm out here all alone (I'm calling)

In this hell that I call home

And I will pray (I'm calling)

When something wicked comes my way