It

E|-------------------------------
B|-------------------------------
G|-----9-------8---------------8-
D|-------9-------9------11--9--9-
A|-7-7-----7-7-----7-7---------7-
E|-0-0-----0-0-----0-0---------0-

E|-----------------------------------------| 
B|----------10---------9--------7-7--------| 
G|8------9-----9---------9------9-9--9-----| 
D|9---7----------7--7-------7---7-7--9-----| 
A|7----------------------------------7-----| 
E|0----------------------------------0-----| 


A train moving out of the station, 
somewhere south of it.
A satellite making connections 
somewhere over it.
One makes a long lonely howl, one is
 silent.
A new design waits to be launched 
somewhere west of it.

A
Calling all cans on the go,
A
This is mission control
A                     E   D   A   Bm
Somewhere built below it.

Continúa después del anuncio
Pass that cup over here; this is 
boring.
And I don't even do this anymore to 
believe
The nonsense I'm hearing.
A certain amount of booze is all it 
takes to relax me.
Then it's back to my parents' home 
in a taxi.

Back to the place I belong,
To the place I belong.
Somewhere built below it.

E         D       A
Pass that cup over here
E         D       A
Pass that cup over here
this is boring.

I am a science boy.
I grew up on dinosaurs,
A million different species of 
birds, and aircraft.

This is the science of truth,
Is the science of love,
Is the science of it.