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Stuck Here...

Stuck Here on a Starship for a Hundred Years Without No Body Blues

Lyrics © 1984 Stephen Savitzky. Creative Commons by-nc-sa License Some Rights Reserved. .
Music: Talking Blues (traditional arr. Savitzky)

When you build a ship to sail deep space
You can't have a crew of mortal race
'Cause a hundred years from star to star
With a human crew is just too far.
    Think of all the beer you'd have to carry.
    Not to mention food.  
    And, uh, other necessities.
So you fill your ship with a robot crew
And you build a computer captain, too.
You get some experience for free
From some old spacer's personality.
    Maybe an old shuttle pilot
    Who's just learned from his last mistake.
    That's where I come in.
So you take some bloke who's halfway dead
And you haul him home and you 
  scan his head
And a hundred years of flying high
Is a damned good deal when you're 
  about to die.
    'Til you've had a decade or two to 
      think it over.
    Gets lonely out here.
    A thousand frozen colonists don't count.
So there behind my solar sail 
Are five hundred hunks of frozen tail
But if I thawed one and you know I could
It wouldn't do me a bit of good.
    What would I use?
    I've got no damned body, just a starship.
    Couldn't even... oh, the heck with it!
Now a couple of billion miles astern
It's another lonesome sucker's turn.
So I'll radio back and say ``Hey you--
Oh, I didn't know they took women, too!''
    ``Lovely night tonight, isn't it?
    Look at all them pretty stars.
    Yeah, me too.''
So we'll talk, and murmer ``I love you''
Like other star-crossed lovers do
And in eighty years we've made a date--
Did you ever see two starships mate?
    We've got our robot crews, 
    And we figure they can put together--
    Oh, none of your damned business!
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