To all concerned, for what it's worth
I've had it with planet Earth
so I'm leaving

Pack up the Volvo and move from here
to someplace with more atmosphere
Fuel up at the Mir

About the time zero gravity comes
I'll be blaring "She Bangs The Drum"
H ere she comes, there are not words at all

I have to smile when I picture the scene
Three of us singing "Welcome to the Machine"
All out of key

Sitting straight-faced as the galaxies spin
Moving so fast that the walls bend in
the lights dim

Then one day when I come back to Earth
I can't remember, how does it work
Would I be a baby?
And you an old man?
I guess I'll see you then
I guess I'll see you then

Somewhere between Ursa Major and Mars
I'll hitch my station wagon to a star
get out my guitar
and finally smile