The Lyrics
NASA SCIENTISTS:
We're no longer closing our eyes to
A situation we did not at first acknowledge.
We have become aware of much necessary
Repair that is now needed to maintain our
Great Telescope, orbiting the far beyond..
Ya' Got Hubble, my friends, up there
I say, Hubble..
Up there in outer space land
Why sure you need us NASA experts,
Certainly..and mighty proud to say
We've always been mighty proud to say it
Just consider the billions that are spent
In our space program as golden..
It's plain old fashioned horse sense,
Any cool head, and any keen eye,
Has ability to see,
We need to explore the unknown,
And compete with all the rest
Of the world, up there..
Not just sit around on our fat behinds
While they..
Get ahead of us..
Suppose the terrorists take control
Of all those upperly regions,
We'd be sittin' ducks..
A helpless humanity,
Plumb vulnerable to Armageddon..
Not a nice scenario, we can't accept it..
Our space program's the answer,
People must understand,
This is well worth the money,
Not just fantasy..
Like some overblown high budgeted,
Hollywood movie.
Not done to satisfy Star Trek junkies
Space is serious business, Yes!
And we all need to strive to continue it's course
Gotta' keep those astronauts ridin' on rockets..
Takin' space flights..
Well, I should say..
Friends, let me tell you what I mean,
Ya got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Brave men on that shuttle
Men, with qualifications..
They're trained to handle such brave Deeds
With a capital "D"
And that rhymes with "C"
And that stands for cool !
Eleven days in outer space,
They'll be repairin' away
I say those men will be repairin'!
Space walkin' during our noontime, suppertime,
Nightime too!
It was mid-morning Monday..
When their space ship, Atlantis zoomed high
In a puff of smoke and a blast of fire..
Giant cloud of white smoke,
(More than enough to get a Pope elected)
And their destination was Hubble..
Oh yes, they were headed high for Hubble
All were wearin' their space apparel
Prepared for peril..not a braver bunch
They were "Out To Launch"
To shine up Hubble,
I say Hubble, nothing rhymes with "H"
But it stands for "High"
Or maybe it stands for "Heaven"..or "Hazardous"
But they're up there doin' their job
And they'll be takin' those space walks,
Just hangin' on tethers..
Three hundred and fifty miles above the earth..
And roamin' all about that infinity..
When their mission's complete,
They'll be headin' on home,
Flyin' in their shuttle for a landing in the USA.
Back to their loved ones and family..
But right now, friends,
Old outer space is the astronauts playground..
PEOPLE:
Hubble,
Yeah we got Hubble,
Up there in outer space land..
And we all have the hope
That telescope
Ain't hard to repair..
They'll make it new.
We've surely got Hubble,
Cost a lot more than Graceland
Yes Sir!
Gotta' figure out a way
To make those big old lenses clear out there..
Hubble, Hubble, Hubble, Hubble, Hubble...
NASA SCIENTISTS:
Astronauts have a mission
Gonna' patch up our super spyglass
After seventeen years of corrosion
Needs remodeling like a house..
How much, our brave space repairmen
Are trav'lin there to see..
They've made three other trips,
First one was back four years..
To start off with, they've got to build a platform
Build it right in the ship's cargo bay..
Then use an arm-like robot,
To pluck the thirteen ton Hubble observatory
Quite a trick..
But they'll get it done..
That's the plan, my friends,
To fix Hubble,
With thermal insulation, (Underwear?)
And a new gyroscope,
So"Old Hub" can cope,
And perform it's task..
They're headed for Hubble,
Way up above our planet!
Fix two broken cameras to work,
Wear their air-tight masks..
We hope no trouble..
But in case there is terrible trouble,
There's a second shuttle that can go..
Rescue, if they ask..
In case they have trouble, trouble, trouble,
Have to leave, (then this ship will retreive)
Our spacemen, they'll grasp!
PEOPLE:
Hubble,
Yeah we got Hubble,
Up there in outer space land..
And we all have the hope
That telescope
Ain't hard to repair..
They'll make it new.
We've surely got Hubble,
Cost a lot more than Graceland
Yes Sir!
Gotta' figure out a way
To make those big old lenses clear out there..
Hubble, Hubble, Hubble, Hubble, Hubble.