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Lost In Cyber-Space...

Daddy, are we there yet?
Voices in the back seat
For the thousandth time, I'll bet
"I'm hungry, I want to eat"

I didn't make it so
I didn't use warp-speed
Captain Luke would know
It's his wisdom, that I need

The kids are fighting, raising Hell
The back seat is a mess
My nerves are broken, I'm a shell
No star-map in my GPS,

We're going to be an hour late
I guess we've lost the race
I wonder what will be our fate
I think we're lost in Cyber-space

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Structured: Western
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