We're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back, To earth, who can tell? I guess there is no one to blame We're leaving ground Will things ever be the same again? It's the final countdown, We're heading for Venus and still we

"Got so much to do. Huh, honey?" "Yes, definitely. I'm just..." "Well, look, again, if you need mom to come out there for a week..." "I don't think that needing, like, mothering." "No, no, not mothering. Organizing. Or doing, doing tasks." "Yes, right."

We're coming home again Well, nobody cares Everyone left you They're all out without you havin' fun Does anyone care if nobody cares? Get me out of here right now After ten cups of coffee Nobody likes you

It's the end of the summer It's the end of it all Those days are gone, it's over now were moving on But we'll see it all again So hold on 'till this moment 'till then Here we are Say goodbye to all your friends Here we go watching the sun go 'round

Say my name And every color illuminates We are shining And we'll never be afraid again And we will never be afraid again We were cold and we were clear With no colors on our skin When we first came here We were light and paper-thin

I, I believe you and me are sisters and brothers And I, I believe we're made to be here for each other And we'll never fall if we walk hand in hand Put a world that seems broken together again Yeah I, I believe in the end love wins Love will, love can,

No, we're not gonna work this out tonight (We won't work this out) No, we're not gonna make this right So I'll give a kiss and say goodbye (Give a kiss goodbye) Cause we're not gonna work this out, tonight Well, here we are again Throwing punchlines, no

We're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back, To earth, who can tell? I guess there is no one to blame We're leaving ground Will things ever be the same again? It's the final countdown, We're heading for Venus and still we

Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the south-land I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again and I think it's a sin Well I heard Mister Young sing

Go ahead and disagree, I'm giving up again? Contrite, commercial, arrogance, leprosy Consume the bitch, the fucker, mindless, like a child For pity's sake, I've had all that I can take We try, but in the end we'll see There are no more codes Only who is