We're leaving together,
But still it's farewell
And maybe [bad word] back,
To earth, who can tell?
I guess there is no one to blame
We're leaving ground
Will things ever be the same again?

It's the final countdown...

We're heading for Venus and still we stand tall
Cause maybe they've seen us and [bad word] us all
With so many light years to go and things to be found
I'm sure that we'll all miss her so.