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Frank Hayes
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Stuck Here
When you build a ship to sail deep space You can't have a crew of mortal race 'Cause a hundred years from star to star With a human crew is just too far. Think of all the beer you'd have to carry. Not to mention food. And, uh, other necessities.
So you fill your ship with a robot crew And you build a computer captain, too. You get some experience for free From some old spacer's personality. Maybe an old shuttle pilot Who's just learned from his last mistake. That's where I come in. So you take some bloke who's halfway dead And you haul him home and you scan his head And a hundred years of flying high Is a damned good deal when you're about to die.
'Til you've had a decade or two to think it over. It gets lonely out here. And a thousand frozen colonists don't count.
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com So there behind my solar sail Are five hundred hunks of frozen tail But if I thawed one and you know I could It wouldn't do me a bit of good. What would I use? I've got no damned body, just a starship. Couldn't even... oh, the heck with it!
Now a couple of billion miles astern It's another lonesome sucker's turn. So I'll radio back and say Hey you--- Oh, I didn't know they took women, too! Lovely night tonight, isn't it? Look at all them pretty stars. Yeah, me too.
So we'll talk, and murmur I love you Like other star-crossed lovers do And in eighty years we've made a date--- Did you ever see two starships mate? We've got these robots, And we figure they can put together--- Oh, none of your damned business!
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