Lyrics: The Benjamins. 3,720 to 1.

i wake up like a comet
dizzy from the re-entry and i'm on fire
i'm on fire
do the dishes, make the bed
do the math inside my head
but it still comes out ones and zeros
so i took a look and noticed that your rocket was intact inside my bubble
this morning
put my helmet on and took a deep breath of your super processed oxygen
and walked around the launchpad

i cant believe, i cant believe
that nothings gunna happen
that nothings gunna happen here
i cant believe, i cant believe
the chances are looking
the chances are looking slim this year

watch the countdown go from T minus something to whatever comes after that
and thought about the way
the super nova shines like the colors in your hair, and im sorry that im not
there
but this is for the good of the universe
i look down and see the world get smaller as i get a little colder
as i reach for the sattelite phone

i gotta tell you baby, space is the place, but its never gunna be home
cause your not there

i cant believe, i cant believe
that nothings gunna happen
that nothings gunna happen here
i cant believe, i cant believe
the chances are looking
the chances are looking slim this year

i cant believe, i cant believe
that nothings gunna happen
that nothings gunna happen here
i cant believe, i cant believe
the chances are looking
the chances are looking slim this year

i wake up like a comet, dizzy from the re-entry and i'm on fire
i'm on fire