Conn this is Main Control
Conn this is Main Control
take your seasick pills and put your flatcoats on
Conn this is Main Control
commencing light offs engines on
check propulsion and may god's love be with you

Conn this is Main Control
you've really made the grade
you didn't hit that fishing vessel over there
now it's time to leave the harbor if you dare
Conn to Main Control
we're passing through the gates
and we're rocking in the most peculiar way
and the waves look very different today
for here am I sitting in a tin can
far from the shore
atlantic ocean is blue, and there's noting I can do

though we've passed some nautical miles
I'm feeling very still
tell the wiper to shift water, he knows
Conn to Main Control
the engine's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me Main Control?
Can you Hear me Main Control?
Can you here me Main Control?...