The Rocket

Paul and Charlotte are up in the Rocket Paul's barking out the orders Right Charlotte, Under no circumstances, touch that socket Okay Paul It’s Sir to you Now, I’m off for a kip You’re on watch, now skip That’s not fair A girl has to tong her hair He’ll never know Little tong and a blow See, stupid prat Oops, what’s that The Rocket has stopped Oh, Sir! Paul Think there’s been a malfunction We seem to be heading down the junction You touched that socket A black hole is taking my Rocket In your dreams, Paul I’m out of your orbit You’ve done it, Charlotte It’s bust God, you're obsessed with getting me undressed Put that back in your pocket It’s my sprocket Is that what they call it I’m going down Not on me, I finish at three If I can get it back to warp five We might get out of this alive Are you talking about the Rocket That thing in your pocket, the sprocket Give me a hand God, what don’t you understand Take a cold shower You’re not getting my flower Is that the power Oh, Sir! Paul I’m alive You’ve taken me to a height that’s greater Hold on a minute Were you not wearing trousers When we entered the Simulator.