Wake up commander
It's T minus three hours
Time to have your cake
And light the candle
T minus twenty
Poll the program manager
Go, no go
The comm-check starts
You're live on NASA Select
The SRO's happy and so are we
Splashdown's clear as the cloudless sky
We'll be marching past T minus five
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six
No red page today
Five, four, three, two
In a minute we'll be Max Q
Alarm bell rings
Dream state fades
To a dull gray haze
Once again time to execute
The routine begins
Marching single file
Good busy worker bees
Must sacrifice for the hive
Nothing more than worker drones
Nothing more than a worker
Holding down a chair
In a small, gray cube
Talking to a prisoner on the outside
Staring at the cathode ray
It burns my eyes
Watching my life fly by
Watching the dreamer die
Come in commander
It's two minutes MET
Brace yourself for staging
Let's separate the SRBs
In three minutes we'll be out of sight
Just vapor trails in the morning light
Houston calls for main engine cutoff
Jettison the external tank
Watch it burn up as it falls
Fire the OMS to stabilize the orbit
Now Sir Issac's in the driver's seat
But you're not in orbit
You're standing in line
You're counting your time
Nothing more than a worker drone
Just standing in line
You're wasting your mind
Nothing more than a worker drone
Nothing more than a worker drone
Nothing more than a worker
Sign on to insanity
No time to sit idle
Every move monitored
It's time to go live
They can record my words
They can't suppress my thoughts
There's a safe place where the dreamers go
They can't read my mind
Staring at the cathode ray
It burns my eyes
Watching my life fly by
Wake up, worker drone
In my daydreams
I'm an astronaut
Orbiting the earth
On a spacewalk
I float above the atmosphere
So far away from here
The Reverse Engineers - Max Q (Remixed) Lyrics
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Wake up commander
It's T minus three hours
Time to have your cake
And light the candle
T minus twenty
Poll the program manager
Go, no go
The comm-check starts
You're live on NASA Select
The SRO's happy and so are we
Splashdown's clear as the cloudless sky
We'll be marching past T minus five
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six
No red page today
Five, four, three, two
In a minute we'll be Max Q
Alarm bell rings
Dream state fades
To a dull gray haze
Once again time to execute
The routine begins
Marching single file
Good busy worker bees
Must sacrifice for the hive
Nothing more than worker drones
Nothing more than a worker
Holding down a chair
In a small, gray cube
Talking to a prisoner on the outside
Staring at the cathode ray
It burns my eyes
Watching my life fly by
Watching the dreamer die
Come in commander
It's two minutes MET
Brace yourself for staging
Let's separate the SRBs
In three minutes we'll be out of sight
Just vapor trails in the morning light
Houston calls for main engine cutoff
Jettison the external tank
Watch it burn up as it falls
Fire the OMS to stabilize the orbit
Now Sir Issac's in the driver's seat
But you're not in orbit
You're standing in line
You're counting your time
Nothing more than a worker drone
Just standing in line
You're wasting your mind
Nothing more than a worker drone
Nothing more than a worker drone
Nothing more than a worker
Sign on to insanity
No time to sit idle
Every move monitored
It's time to go live
They can record my words
They can't suppress my thoughts
There's a safe place where the dreamers go
They can't read my mind
Staring at the cathode ray
It burns my eyes
Watching my life fly by
Wake up, worker drone
In my daydreams
I'm an astronaut
Orbiting the earth
On a spacewalk
I float above the atmosphere
So far away from here
It's T minus three hours
Time to have your cake
And light the candle
T minus twenty
Poll the program manager
Go, no go
The comm-check starts
You're live on NASA Select
The SRO's happy and so are we
Splashdown's clear as the cloudless sky
We'll be marching past T minus five
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six
No red page today
Five, four, three, two
In a minute we'll be Max Q
Alarm bell rings
Dream state fades
To a dull gray haze
Once again time to execute
The routine begins
Marching single file
Good busy worker bees
Must sacrifice for the hive
Nothing more than worker drones
Nothing more than a worker
Holding down a chair
In a small, gray cube
Talking to a prisoner on the outside
Staring at the cathode ray
It burns my eyes
Watching my life fly by
Watching the dreamer die
Come in commander
It's two minutes MET
Brace yourself for staging
Let's separate the SRBs
In three minutes we'll be out of sight
Just vapor trails in the morning light
Houston calls for main engine cutoff
Jettison the external tank
Watch it burn up as it falls
Fire the OMS to stabilize the orbit
Now Sir Issac's in the driver's seat
But you're not in orbit
You're standing in line
You're counting your time
Nothing more than a worker drone
Just standing in line
You're wasting your mind
Nothing more than a worker drone
Nothing more than a worker drone
Nothing more than a worker
Sign on to insanity
No time to sit idle
Every move monitored
It's time to go live
They can record my words
They can't suppress my thoughts
There's a safe place where the dreamers go
They can't read my mind
Staring at the cathode ray
It burns my eyes
Watching my life fly by
Wake up, worker drone
In my daydreams
I'm an astronaut
Orbiting the earth
On a spacewalk
I float above the atmosphere
So far away from here
Writer: William Cote
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