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Texty: S.P.O.C.K. Take Me To The Stars.

A planet full of beings,
no one looks the same
Strange ways of acting and
no one thinks the same
Inimical, irascible,
emotional, illogical
Some thousand years of so called life
hasn't proved anything at all
Take me to the stars, I want to leave this place
Fly across the universe, never see this race
Some lunatic gets a crazy idea and
all of a sudden people die

No one really dares to get involved,
the reward is a hole between the eyes
Chemicals, girls and children too,
life is a merchandise
Money is the law and rules the world,
everything got it's price
Take me to the stars, I want to leave this place.
Fly across the universe, never see this race


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