A little ditty for the Martian Probe
To the tune of my Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean
dan
my Probie lies in martian swamp land
my Probie aint listening to me
my Probie lies in martian swamp land
oh send back a signal to me!
send back, send back,
oh send back a signal to me, to me!
send back, send back,
oh send back a signal to me, to me!
my Probie has bent its antenna
my Probie seems awfully dead
my Probie has had a malfunction
it landed upside on its head
landed, landed,
it landed upside on its head, its head
landed, landed,
it landed upside on its head
my Probie cost 200 million
and this is what causes me pain
i think that another small error
has just flushed my cash down the drain
millions, millions,
200 million in flames, in flames
millions, millions,
200 million in flames
my next Probies just being built now
we've got it in parts in the shed
i'll just go and stick it together
this one better work or we're dead!
we're dead, we're dead,
if we lose another in outer space
we're dead, we're dead
if we lose another in space
my Probie is all built in metric
not inches, feet, yards or furlong
so entering imperial distance
will make its re-entry all wrong
burnt up, burnt up,
on entering atmosphere far too quick
burnt up, burnt up,
i think i am going to be sick
sj