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Lyrics
Remember the fifties, those fat complacent days
When the future seemed a century away?
Then up went Sputnik, gave the world a butt-kick,
And made it clear tomorrow starts today.
Beep beep, boop boop, hello there!
Sputnik sails giggling through the sky.
Red flags, red faces, jump in the race as
The space age begins with a surprise.
Your generals once thought Von Braun a waste of cash
And that Goddard needed treatment really bad.
Then that global shotput gave you the hot foot
and beep beep, you're blasted off the pad.
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Done for a threat, propaganda, or prestige,
The point is, the thing was in the sky.
It made the generals frown and put the money down
And meet that bet or know the reason why.
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That's how it started, all those years ago,
The push that got us climbing into space.
Cynic beginnings bring forth big winnings,
But look at all we've gotten from that race.
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Sputnik wore out and spiraled back to earth
On re-entry it burned up very soon
Hail and goodbye to that upstart of the sky
But in twelve more years a man walked on the moon!
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