Launchpad by The Romantic Miscreants
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Verse 1:

Stepping in slow motion, towards the capsule launchpad
We've packed all of our potions, killed the lich from Stonegrad
We've tackled every demon, completed every quest
We left no person screamin', we leveled up and passed the test

We're moving on to better things, to reach among the stars
We built a ship with metal wings, to sail our hopes past Mars
The countdown has commenced now, we're leaving Earth behind
Wipe the sweat off of your brow, prepare to lose your mind.
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Chorus:

Let's head off far away,
It can't be done they say,
But one day
They'll see what we have done.
The Miscreants have sailed,
Sailed past the Sun.
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Verse 2:

The launchpad is ready now,
We're just about to go
Hold on to your spaghetti now, it's to late to tell us no
Buckle up your seatbelts, check the pressure gauge,
Activate the thrusters, consume yourself in rage!
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Rap:

Let's set off let's head off,
It's time to go to space,
we're gonna launch into the galaxy and save the human race,
We'll explore all the planets, every inch of this frontier
let's power up the phasers and kick it into gear
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Chorus:

Let's head off far away,
It can't be done they say,
But one day
They'll see what we have done.
The Miscreants have sailed,
Sailed past the Sun.
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Bridge verse:

New challenges for us await, new obstacles to face
Nobody knows what's out there, the mysteries of space
Every galaxy and solar system is there to be explored
Dangers lurk at every warp, they cannot be ignored

Our training has prepared us for whatever we will find,
Technological advances that will benefit mankind.
If we die out there in space, no one will ever know;
Way out there our death awaits, so grab your stuff and go.
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Chorus:

Let's head off far away,
It can't be done they say,
But one day
They'll see what we have done.
The Miscreants have sailed,
Sailed past the Sun.
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