Gotham Road Shoestring
Calling Planet anywhere.
I think I'll crash the ship again.
I try to gain control of the controls. I'm losing...
Falling through space again.
The sea water is deep and swollen.
Try to gain control of the controls. I'm losing control.
Fell down too and broke my face.
They grew funeral flowers in a vase.
Lines of casket on parade.
Help I'm calling from an Island called despair.
Calling planet anywhere!
I think I have crash landed or something right in the buildings.
I'm losing control. Condition worst than yesterday.
The same ol' seat at the parade.
Try to gain control of the controls.
I'm losing control. I'm falling through space again.
The mission over: Mission Failure! Try to gain control of the controls.