Things are happening in cyberspace
Things no one can explain
Where one can go he will escape from
Years of sorrow and of pain
Maybe soon he will abide there
Never more to bitch and moan
Maybe he'll build a cyberspaceship
And have his own eternal home
Would you like to take a journey
Far from things all flat and round
To where the deserts are all painted
And the frowns are upside down
Captain Cal
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