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(4:4 / Dmajor / 95bpm)
INTRO:
[(D G A) (Bm F#m Bm)] x 4
(bass: D (A F#) G (B) A (C#) B (F#) F# (A C#) B (D))
VERSE:
(G G G6) [(D) (A7) (A) (G) (G6 G)] x 2
(bass: (F#) G (B) D (A) A G (B))
(D) (D A Bm) (F#m A Bm) (F#m E7 D)
(bass: D (A) A (C#) B (F#) F# (A) A (C#) B (F#) F# E (G# B) D)
TRANSITION:
(D Dsus4 D) (A A6 A) (Gm Gm6 Gm) (D)
(bass: D (A) A G (Bb) D)
CODA:
[(D F#m D) (D D7 D) (G G6 G) (D Dsus4 D) (A) (A7)] x 2
(bass: D (A) F# (A C#) D (A F#) G (B) D (A) A (C#))
(D6) [(D A Bm)] x 2 (D7 D7sus2 Bm) (D E7 Bm)
[(G Gmaj7 Asus2 D)] x 2
(bass: D (A) A (C#) B (D) D (A) B (D) D (F#) E (G#) B (F#) G (B) A (C#) D)
(D F#m D) (D D7 D) (G Gsus2 Gmaj7 G6 G) [(Gm6 Gm)] x 2
(Gmaj7 G6 G) (D)
(bass: D (A F#) G (B) D)
(G#)
(into “rolling up to heaven”)
(with “don debbie” chant)
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*i’ll be arriving in your driveway soon…
we’ll fill the tank up, then we’ll drive to the moon…
i’ve got my iPhone showing me the route
i wore my NASA suit
we’ll sing a space age tune
have you been waiting for a man like me?
(we’ll see)
we’re gonna leave behind your family
(trust me)
i brought a dozen roses in a vase
we’ve got a dozen days ’til the next lunar phase
‘cuz i’ve been waiting for a girl like you
and now it’s finally gonna all come true
i brought a magazine to pass the time
we’ve got a dozen days ’til the next lunar phase
i’m gonna google it and find the route
and i’ll be wearing out my NASA suit
cuz we’re preparing for a landing soon
we’re landing on the moon
we’ll sing a space age tune
neil armstrong
neil armstrong
won’t take long ’til he’s home again
one small step
not there yet
it’s all we get, just time for one small step
(it’s all we get)
we’re traveling swiftly through the arctic zone
yes we are all alone, yes we are all alone
and we’ll be all alone until mister armstrong comes home
mister armstrong comes home
mister armstrong comes home
play hardball
play hardball
play hardball or you’ll never be remembered at all
(when the time comes…)
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(written spring 2008)
the final song composed for the ‘tabula rasa’ project
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☜*“SPACE RACE”* ☞ 
*THE PLAYLIST*
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