clawjob - champs lyrics
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greg: stuck up here with my sp-ce mate
so long… so long
i fear the robo-butler will eat me
is he gone? is he gone?
it’s been weeks since the last transmission
something’s wrong… something’s wrong
i look down through the porthole window;
i see bombs. i see bombs
what am i to do?
the whole universe has become completely unglued
thought that we’d come back as champs
the last girl alive doesn’t want me
in her bed… in her bed
there were other fish in the sea
but they’re all dead. they’re all dead
what am i to do?
the whole universe has become completely unglued
thought that we’d come back as champs
not as sole survivors of the final fight
not as greasy stains on a crashed satellite
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