This is actually a really old song I wrote back in the '90's one day when I had the flu. I re-recorded it years later, after getting home from having my wisdom teeth pulled. The novocain was still wearing off while I was singing but you can't tell.
lyrics
Drop the golden sphere upon the atmosphere
Watch it turn around when it hits the ground
Open up the bends, science fiction friend
Tells me all about it, right up 'till the end
Terrified of god, military fraud
Told me all about it, right up 'till the end
Happy to oblige, the fear of getting caught
Hold it up to the edge of the atmosphere
credits
from The Nature of Things,
released October 7, 2010
Vocals and guitar by Francis Friday
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