We're going for a ride.
Do you want to do what the angels do tonight?
Well, lover ain't in the bedroom.
Lover ain't in the hall.
Devil's in the kitchen cooking something for us all.
Don't get me wrong, but I gotta get out of here.
Gotta get to somewhere new.
Gotta get into gear and burst out to heaven.
Discovery,
performance nominal.
Yeah.
13,900 feet per second,
altitude 68 nautical miles.
Open the windows, open up the doors.
You know it's true that love ain't in this house no more.
Well, lover ain't in the back room.
Lover ain't on the stairs.
I've been right through and I can't find a hiding anywhere.
Don't get me wrong, but I gotta get out of here.
Gotta get to somewhere new.
Gotta get into gear and burst out to heaven.
It's where I want to be.
I'm going up to heaven.
Oh, baby, won't you come with me?
Blast out to heaven.
I'm going to the stars.
Gonna bring my TV and my holy credit card.
Let's go.
Initiator,
rolling.
Let's go.
Whoa.
Let's go.
I'm going to bring my radio,
my Sony,
and my car.
I'm going to kiss the world goodbye and head for the stars.
Doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo,
doo.
Go, bring my TV and my holy credit card.