Klopfenpop - Don't Panic lyrics

Chorus: Everyone ignored the exodus oceanic Now I'm a hitchhiker, I ain't got no home planet Got a babelfish all up in my tympanic So know where your towel is and don't panic MC 117: They began it, a race of pandimensional beings Who commissioned what they wishin' from the great Magratheans Who designed a computer that could finally reason out The answer that'd had a universe disagreein' See the computer was our world and the sum of it's bases Meant that organic life now formed a part of its matrix Set the timer for two million years and let's bake this And every single human's just a speck in the cake mix Woke up this morning feeling locally threatened When my hoopy frood Ford came and offered protection See I didn't even know that a great answer beckoned But after two million years we're at the very last second Now a Vogon constructor fleet came down to wreck this Destroying the Earth was just a box on they checklist In my wildest dreams I could never expect this— I've done six impossible things before breakfast Chorus Klopfenpop: The smart ones just do what they're told, relinquish control Don't need to listen to them, they spoke at the polls Handed over the keys to this galactic miasma Getting trim from here to ZZ9 plural Z alpha ‘Cuz I'm the president, but I got my own damn agenda On an endeavor to render the infinite comprehender's Ultimate question then make the answer align This ain't about philosophy, man, it's about that bottom line Trekking cross endless open spaces looking for traces of stasis 'cuz the place I'm locatin' is in hibernation Trying to get some yeses and noes out of these maybes But I always make time to shake hands and kiss babies But you think I take orders from mice? That's a fallacy This is my ship and this is my f**ing galaxy This chick was cute, but now she's trying to ruin my fun Man, I got 42 problems, but a hitch ain't one [Hook] Milk-Plus: I wish I was a little bit positronic Failing that a hypersonic saw, or just a turbolift door 'Cuz though my IQ's off the chart, I have to deal with relegation To just a metal porter sometimes used for sanitation Just look at me for pity's sake—they built me like a car wreck And I've got about the same maneuverability as a Dalek Is it any wonder or surprise I'm such a mess When I'm just a toaster in disguise... God I'm so depressed! By design I got the intellect but aesthetically all wrong Cause I was made by Sirius Cybernetics not Dr. Noonian Soong There in lies my problem see I simply can't compete With these next generation androids who have made me obsolete And life? don't talk to me about it—I can do without it Now I lay me down to sleep, try to count electric sheep Be careful who you grab that hitch off, Vogons are in town And now I guess I'll just switch off before I bring you down [Hook] Diabeats: Patricia is my given name, out here you call me Trillian Earth is signed away, but yet nobody thought to fill me in Eclectic and eccentric with the widest of eyes Lost without a purpose in the darkest of skies I'll get up in your face then I have a heart of gold This depressive droid and pretty boy are starting to get old It was adventure that I sought, and adventure that I got Reunited with the nerdy boy so fearful and distraught Questions, perspectives, love, improbability Driving toward an answer while I'm filled with such uncertainty Kidnapped and stolen; wreckless and strong The Vogons start their droning and I know it won't be long Till we get it all together and I'm free to spread my wings Settling at home or exploring Saturn's rings Plant a kiss on Arthur and the boy is flabbergasted All I really wanted was to go to Madagascar [Hook]