Mr. Blue

                                  "Hello?" he said, 

"Hello?"



"I'd like to see you" he said 

"Sweetheart look

You know what happens when we get together

I mean I've heard of liberation, 

But sweetheart - you're in outer space."



Oh, Mister Blue

I've been studying the radar in the sky

I can almost run, fly

Listen like the animals do, 

I'm ready to meet the crew

Yes, I'm ready for you



Earth calling you

I've been a gypsy fire, warm desire

You've seen this too

Roger and out Mr. Blue



This is the song of communications

Sending out peace vibrations, 

Genuine cause to end our wars

Or is this the song of complications?

A hopeless declaration? Can we mend, transcend

The broken dishes of our love? 

Our conflicts? 

Can we be friends? 



"Hello?" he said 

"Hello?"

"This is your copilot," he said 

“Yeah - look sweetheart

I've loved you - but you can be so arrogant, 

And you don't know anything about being cool."



Oh Mister Blue, I've been studying the radar in the sky

Measuring earth and time

The rainbows on your pillow are new, 

I'm a fucking mad scientist too

Baby, baby let the one who loves you come thru ...

Baby come thru...baby come thru...

Earth calling...you...

Baby come thru...baby come thru...

Earth calling...

This is the song of communications

(Baby come thru...) Written on a peace vibration

(Baby come thru...) Earth calling...

(Is this the song of complications?)

Earth calling, calling calling calling you 

Oh Mr Blue, oh Mr Blue