Space craft, hovering above the planet
Are they, friend or foe
Should we, make first contact
Does anyone know
Does anyone know
What if, they call tomorrow
Will anyone, be home
Is there, anything we can do about it
Does anyone know
Does anyone know
Space craft, flying through the clouds
Silhouetted, against the sky
The ship is huge, five hundred feet long
By ten stories high
Ten stories high
Space craft, high above the city
With their lights, shining bright
A thousand people, looking up at once
All pointing at the sky
Wondering if they'll survive
Space craft, just above the tree top
Looks like, they're gonna land
Hope they, pick a good spot
Or it's a giant leap for man
Right in the frying pan
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James Wotal - Space Craft Lyrics
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Space craft, hovering above the planet
Are they, friend or foe
Should we, make first contact
Does anyone know
Does anyone know
What if, they call tomorrow
Will anyone, be home
Is there, anything we can do about it
Does anyone know
Does anyone know
Space craft, flying through the clouds
Silhouetted, against the sky
The ship is huge, five hundred feet long
By ten stories high
Ten stories high
Space craft, high above the city
With their lights, shining bright
A thousand people, looking up at once
All pointing at the sky
Wondering if they'll survive
Space craft, just above the tree top
Looks like, they're gonna land
Hope they, pick a good spot
Or it's a giant leap for man
Right in the frying pan
Are they, friend or foe
Should we, make first contact
Does anyone know
Does anyone know
What if, they call tomorrow
Will anyone, be home
Is there, anything we can do about it
Does anyone know
Does anyone know
Space craft, flying through the clouds
Silhouetted, against the sky
The ship is huge, five hundred feet long
By ten stories high
Ten stories high
Space craft, high above the city
With their lights, shining bright
A thousand people, looking up at once
All pointing at the sky
Wondering if they'll survive
Space craft, just above the tree top
Looks like, they're gonna land
Hope they, pick a good spot
Or it's a giant leap for man
Right in the frying pan
Writer: James Wotal
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