This is ground control to major tom You really are fucked up And the papers want to know whose u-trou you wear Now its time to leave the bathroom if you dare
This is major tom to ground control Im stepping through the door I'm not crapping and all that I can say Is "The turds aren't coming out well today."
For here I am Sitting on the can Its my place in the world Bowl Water it is blue And theres nothing I can do
Though I've past one hundred thousand shits Now Im feeling very still And I think my shit ain't gonna' flow Tell my wife I love her very much she knows
Ground control to major tom Your asshole's plugged theres something wrong Can you hear me, major tom? Can you hear me, major tom? Can you hear me, major tom? Can you....
Here am I Trying to shit into a can There is no sign of poo If I can't shit my life is through And theres nothing I can do.