Intro
G#m
[Verse 1]
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Dragonfly, dragonfly
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Satellite, strike and fight
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Laser light, shot tonight
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Target nullified, gyro subdivide
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Latitude, longitude
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Satellite, solid substitute
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Dragonfly are revise
[Chorus]
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What’s a drag race? Can’t you see those..
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dragons speeding up the street?
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But I learned they weren’t real,
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figments of the ancient sphere.
[Verse 2]
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Rapid scan, radiance
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for the chance to win the Grande
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Manoeuvres, pre-program
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Windage won’t operate.
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Negative, bearing swell
[Chorus]
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Dragons fly, they symbolise
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in myth and saga breathing fire
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Look up, there’s one flying higher
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faster than the SSC
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Is science hiding witchery?
G#m
(Grande Trex fans throughout the universe are well informed on the risks the pilots
take in entering this race. Re-entry into some of the alien atmospheres is tricky business
which can cause a craft to implode; explode; melt; lose atomic structure and so forth,
adding to the interstellar terrain that on its own is a terrific danger to the ships en route.
The craft are scheduled to launch at oh-seven-five-one-hundred Greenwich Mean Time
and assembled on one our very own stars, Neutron Einstar EV9. And the excitement is at a fever pitch
as the countdown approaches zero!)
[Chorus]
G#m F#
Dragonfly, rations glide
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in free fall slide, systems nullified
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Satellite, dragonfly
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Surface launch, radio silence
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Hover high, Level off
[Verse 3]
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The time space tactics saved us then
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display report present urgent
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Sequence counting, surface launch
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Dragonfly destroying all.
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Science claiming newest findings
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Chanting calling flying dragons
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Aboard all systems optimum
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Nova scheduled, war continued
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Half the continental shelf
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burned by interval
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interval
G#m
(We have retained as an added feature for daring thrills and excitement in this race—a feature
which I’m sure you’re going to like—a computer override lasting three and half and hours or two gens
in which pilots and copilots manually control free fall; latitude; longitude; protract gravity;
revise dimensional equations, run program checks, submerge in the wild oceans of Jonrin 22,
and photograph as much territory and terrain as they can in addition to the requisite
three thousand automatic shots. The postulate for mischance runs high, but not as high as the tension
and competitive spirit right here and all over the galaxy!)
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[Chorus]
G#m F#
Dragonfly, dragonfly
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Beacons aim, space game
(Countdown is negative two hundred and I am turning you over to the control room
and command central for the launch.)
G#m F#
Satellite, computerised
(Good luck to all the entrants and especially to our own ship, the Dragonfly!)
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Sonic glide, hypersonic glide
(Beacons, lasers, quasars mounted on deck; rapid survey reactor; failsafe radians)
[Outro]
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Win the race, calibrate
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re-entry place, multi failsafe
(Extra points awarded for city salvage delivered at the finish line, preferably retaining molecular identity.)