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Meteor
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(Many thanks to Megs and Hotdog Man for these lyrics).
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Gatesy:
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Nineteen ninety four,
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We were narrowly missed by a great big meteor,
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Didn't really make front page news.
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We're too busy cooking crumpets,
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And wearing out shoes.
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Yon:
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Wearing out shoes.
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Gatesy:
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So my mind starts thinkin' 'bout the possibility,
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Tripod:
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What's a cloudy blue rock in relation to a galaxy?
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Gatesy:
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Like a snail on the footpath, you haven't got a chance,
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If you're in the way, you're in the way,
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All you can do is check your pants,
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Yon:
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Check your pants.
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Scod:
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Check your pants.
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Gatesy:
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Or you sing about it.
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Yon:
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Meteor.
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Gatesy and Scod:
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Meteor.
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Yon:
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Meteor, what a mighty big...
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Tripod:
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... slap in the face.
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Yon:
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Are you sure?
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Gatesy and Scod:
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Meteor?
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Yon:
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Meteor?
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'Cause you know, we're rather fond of this place.
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Gatesy:
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Everybody wants to save the world,
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Get to the stage when the spiritual age has the questions answered.
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Find another energy source,
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Or maybe live under the sea, become one planet celebrating humanity,
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You wouldn't read about it.
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Yon:
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Meteor.
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Gatesy and Scod:
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Meteor.
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Yon:
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Meteor, what a mighty big...
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Tripod:
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... slap in the face.
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Yon:
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Are you sure?
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Gatesy and Scod:
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Meteor?
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Yon:
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Meteor?
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'Cause you know, we're rather fond of this place.
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Gatesy:
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So many things I haven't done,
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Ears ring procrastination,
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Yon and Scod:
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"Hello." "How are you?" "Not bad, yourself?"
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Gatesy:
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I see the sky light up,
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A beautiful reverberation.
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Yon and Scod:
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"How 'bout this weather?" "It's something else."
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Gatesy:
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Look towards my circle of loved ones,
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See a defeated face,
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Close our eyes and hold our breath,
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And realise we're fond of this place.
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Yon:
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Meteor, meteor.
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What a mighty big...
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Tripod:
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... slap in the face.
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Gatesy and Scod:
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Are you sure?
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Yon:
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Are you sure?
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Gatesy and Scod:
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Meteor?
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Yon:
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Meteor?
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'Cause you know, we're rather...
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Tripod:
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Fond of this place.
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This place...
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This place...
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This place...
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