Dr. Hellier

Dr Hellier says That my body's Afghanistan And we can't let the Taliban Take over and breed He says there's only one answer In a nuclear age, man They might spread to Pakistan So we have to proceed He enters my bloodstream With a crew in a capsule He takes the wheel With hands that were made to heal Ah la-la la-la la-la-la-la La la-la la-la la-la-la-la La la-la la-la la-la-la-la Ah la-la la-la la-la-la-la La la-la la-la la-la-la-la La la-la la-la la-la-la-la As he approaches the death star We lose visual contact And that's when my temple Turned into a wasteland They were shouting and shooting When the capsule was taken His last words as he went down "Press the button" He slipped my fingers from death's grip Escaped my body on a passenger ship Watched T-cells playing in bow-waves He lives for the ones that died Don't know how he came to survive Just know he owes it to them to be happy Ah la-la la-la la-la-la-la La la-la la-la la-la-la-la La la-la la-la la-la-la-la Ah la-la la-la la-la-la-la La la-la la-la la-la-la-la La la-la la-la la-la-la-la Ah ah ah-ah-ah ah-ah ah ah ah-ah-ah Ah ah ah-ah-ah ah-ah ah ah ah-ah-ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah-ah-ah ah-ah ah ah ah-ah-ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah-ah-ah ah-ah ah ah ah-ah-ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah-ah-ah ah-ah ah ah ah-ah-ah Ah ah ah-ah-ah ah-ah ah ah ah-ah-ah Ah ah ah-ah-ah ah-ah ah ah ah-ah-ah Ah ah ah-ah-ah ah-ah ah ah ah-ah-ah