Mad is the captain of Alpha Centauri We must be out of our minds Still we are shipmates bound for tomorrow And everyone here's flying blind
Oh, we must believe in magic We must believe in the guiding hand You'll have the universe at your command
Mad is the crew bound for Alpha Centauri Dreamers and poets and clowns Bold is the ship bound for Alpha Centauri Nothing can turn it around
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