Chris: Welcome to the cupola,
ready to play a little music! Ed: Indeed! Your scenery looks
a little nicer than ours! Have you got everything you need? Do you have your trusty
floating guitar pick with you? Excellent.
Mine is subject to gravity. Yeah, I know,
yours matches your mission patch. Gleeks,
are you guys ready to do this? Gleeks: Yeah!! Ed: Chris? Ready to go? Chris: Yes Ed, I’m ready. Ed: Okay! Chris: Let’s do this! Ed: Let’s do it. ♫ folk-pop music ♫ Ed (singing):
On solid fuel and wires Turn the key
and the light the fires. We’re leaving Earth today This rocket’s burning bright, We’ll soon be out of sight, And orbiting in space. Ed and Chris:
Pushed back in my seat, Look out my window. There goes home. That ball of shiny blue houses everybody
anybody ever knew. All together:
So sing your song, I’m listening Out where stars are glistening I can hear your voices
bouncing off the moon If you could see our nation from the
International Space Station You’d know why
I want to get back soon. Gleeks: Get back soon… Chris:
Eighteen thousand miles an hour Fueled by science and solar power The oceans racing past… At half a thousand tons Ninety minutes moon to sun A bullet can’t go half this fast Ed and Chris:
Floating from my seat Look out my window There goes home Gleeks:
There goes home… Ed and Chris:
That brilliant ball of blue All together: Is where I’m from,
and also where I’m going to… So sing your song, I’m listening Out where stars are glistening I can hear your voices
bouncing off the moon If you could see our Nation from the
International Space Station Chris: You’d know why
I want to get back soon Gleeks: Get back soon… Ed: All back and white
just fades to grey Where the sun rises
sixteen times a day Chris: You can’t make out borders
from up here Just a spinning ball
within a tiny atmosphere Gleeks: Atmosphere… Ed and Chris:
Pushed back in my seat Look out my window Here comes home Gleeks: Ho-oooh-home…. Ed and Chris:
What once was fueled by fear All together: Now has fifteen nations
orbiting together here. So sing your song, I’m listening Out where stars are glistening I can hear your voices
bouncing off the moon If you could see our nation from the
International Space Station You’d know why
I want to get back soon Gleeks: Get back soon… Ed: You’d know why
I want to get back soon Gleeks: Getting back to you Chris: You’d know why
I want to get back soon Gleeks: Getting back to you Ed: You’d know why
I want to get back soon Gleeks: Getting back to you Chris: You’d know why
I want to get back soon