The Thirty Ninth - Virgil's Birds

A song about needing to leave. A song about still believing you're right.

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I'm counting up mercury, antimony, ether
I mapped the star charts out through the straits
I'm getting out of here 'cause I really need a breather
I see I'm drawing eyes and I always been a cheater

I got my sights set on Andromeda Alexa
I made a start ship out of foil and Fresca
I'm ready for this to last
I'm ready to finally blast
1-2-3
1-2-3

They told me I couldn't
Run from them I wouldn't hide
from the grays at Death Valley Junction
They said I was crazy
Now, take a look at me, baby

We're all running on the fumes of our civilization
Advertising consumed the concept of a nation
If you go before they getcha, God knows that I'll take ya
But I can't promise nothing, even obliteration

This marvelous machine, you can't market this shit
It runs on Mad Magazine, razor blades and Comet
I made it with dark science I stole from the feds
But it'll get us there
Ready, mark, and
Ready, mark, and -

They told me I couldn't
Run from them I wouldn't hide
from the grays at Death Valley Junction
They said I was crazy
Now, take a look at me, baby!

And the thetans got a whiff of me
So you know exactly where I'll be
I got a plan and a half
And you know it! You know it

In Eridanus there's a place for us
Last servants of Ouranus
The cosmonauts are onto us...

Black rock's on the edge of the desert
I know they're calling my name
I know they're waiting for me to regret it
'Cause I know I'm to blame

Black rock falling on the edge of the desert
Seven black stars I'm alone
I know they're waiting for me to forget it
I know they're bringing me home
I know they're bringing me

Do you want to know my name?
I'll tell you my name
The thirty-ninth you tell them, we are one and the same
You can ask me if I'm sorry
I'll tell you I don't know
I'm Plato's wandering planet
I'm the one who'll lead you home
I'm the stranger in the desert
I'm the one who'll lead you home

They told me I couldn't
Run from them I wouldn't hide
From the grays at Death Valley Junction
They said I was crazy...

Black rock falling on the edge of the desert
I know they're listing my crimes
I know they're waiting for me to regret it
Turn me in and do my time

Black rock burning on the edge of the desert
Bind my hands, blind my eyes in shame
They just gotta wait for me to forget it
For me to forget my
For me to forget my
For me to forget my name

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