An cuimhin leatsa seans an leaid a bhí
San amhrán úd fadó
Do chuala ráfla ó Ground Control
Ó bhó, an fíor an scéal
Do fuair siad tuairisc ó The Action Man
“Táim sona. Tá tú sona leis?
Le grá. Ní raibh uaim ach: grá.
Sonraí lofa chughaibh ar ball”
Tá screadaíl an fholúis dom’ mharúsa
Cailíní ón tSeapáin ina sintéis
Is gan aon phingin rua ’gam, is gan aon ribe gruaig’
Mé ar tí éirí as ach tá’n pláinéad ag lonrú
Luaith go luaith, func go funcaí
Major Tom bocht ina juncaí
Lastall dá bhfuil sa spéir
Íseal ar fad, mo leo!
Á rá im’ chluais, ar mé liom féin:
Beidh mé glan anocht
Ach tá roithíní glas’ do mo shíorleanúint
Ó bhó, ní arís.
Mé sáite le cara ionúin
“Táim sona. Tá tú sona, leis?”
Is feicim scal
Ach níl gal ó ghunnán
Níor dheineas dea-ghníomhartha
Níor dheineas drochghníomhartha
Níor dheineas-sa gníomhartha gan ullmhú
Tua uaim le haghaidh an oighir
Caithfidh mé teacht anuas.
Luaith go luaith, func go funcaí
Major Tom bocht ina juncaí
Lastall dá bhfuil sa spéir
Íseal ar fad, mo leo!
Sé dúirt mo Mham: “Ó bharr go bun
Is fearr fanacht glan ar Mhajor Tom.”
Do you remember a guy that's been
In such an early song
I've heard a rumour from Ground Control
Oh no, don't say it's true
They got a message from the Action Man
"I'm happy. Hope you're happy, too.
I've loved. All I've needed: love.
Sordid details following."
The shrieking of nothing is killing me
Just pictures of Jap girls in synthesis
And I ain't got no money and I ain't got no hair
But I'm hoping to kick but the planet is glowing
Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's high
Hitting an all-time low
Time and again I tell myself
I'll stay clean tonight
But the little green wheels are following me
Oh, no, not again
I'm stuck with a valuable friend
"I'm happy. Hope you're happy, too."
One flash of light
But no smoking pistol
I never done good things
I never done bad things
I never did anything out of the blue,
Want an axe to break the ice
Wanna come down right now
Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's high
Hitting an all-time low
My mama said, "To get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom."