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from UNCLASSIFIED by Barbara Delarbre

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lyrics

Rain.. rain.. rain.

Sky is dark at three o’clock,
It’s wet today, wet today
And the road is red and green and amber
All the way, all the way.
City chokes and smokes a hoax
She likes to play, likes to play.
Did we ever really start to
End this way, end this way?

Flashback to where I travelled so sure,
I boldly would go where, boldly, I never went before
But Kirk wasn’t beaming me where I wanted to be
And Janeway, she never cared for me.
Oh, Scottie, my warp drive’s gone,
I don’t have enough dilithium crystals to go on.
Send for the Doctor. Doctor! Who?
He vanished in the Tardis long ago.
Can this be true?

Sky is dark at three o’clock,
It’s wet today, wet today
And the road is red and green and amber
All the way, all the way.
And I hardly know a single thing they want to
Hear me say, hear me say,
They swapped a heart in Exchange and Mart for
Feet of clay, feet of clay.

Dissolve to Arnie, never a doubt
That he’ll wade right in there and he’ll pull you out.
Wish. Dreamed of Rocky on the ropes today
And thinking of Clint, well, what is there left for me to say?
He never rode down my street, no,
And as for Superman, where did he go?
Along with Rambo, Indy, all the kung fu cops
That won’t rescue us with their kung fu chops.
No hai, hai, hai, hai.

Sky is dark at three o’clock,
It’s wet today, wet today
And the road is red and green and amber
All the way, all the way.
Take a bow, Apocalypse Now
Was yesterday, yesterday.
If you believe it, you’re deceived,
It’s on the way, on the way.

Cut to Washington, we could try
The men from U.N.C.L.E., Smithy or the F.B.I.
N.A.S.A., send us anywhere we dream.
Remember, in space, there’s nobody there to hear you scream.
So dark, is this an X-File day?
Mulder wouldn’t ask and Scully wouldn’t stay.
Have I been looking in the wrong place,
Running in the wrong race?
Time to see the script of a brand new day.

Sky is dark at three o’clock,
It’s wet today, wet today
And the road is red and green and amber
All the way, all the way.
Okay, so we may be gone tomorrow but we’re
Here today, here today.
Take our cue, it’s me and you,
We’re on our way, on our way, on our way, on our way.

Fade to black.

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from UNCLASSIFIED, released December 31, 2016
Words and Music © Barbara Hills

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Barbara Delarbre Wales, UK

I am from the UK and (depending on mood) I'm a drawing, an animation or a puppet! I kid you not. I am the alter-ego of a DIY Indie Instrumental girl–do the whole bang shoot of writing, playing and production. So I've only got myself to blame! You might catch me on bright, moonlit nights, dancing over the mountains twirling my pink umbrella! ... more

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