We've been here so long... Still I remember the rainy September, contact. Two, four, one, ten. Two four, one, ten. Am I transmitting? Is anyone listening? Contact. We, are green and grey... The longness of semper, still I remember, contact. Two, four, one, ten. Two, four, one, ten. Am I still willing, to foot all this billing? Contact. Riding on shiny metal horses, singing a rider's song, one of us will be forgotten, the other'll be wrong... Two, four, one, ten. Two, four, one, ten. Am I transmitting? Is anyone listening? Contact. When I think of you, your name's in the sky, ninety feet high, contact. Riding on our shiny metal horses, singing a rider's song, one of us will be forgotten, the other will be wrong... Riding on our shiny metal horses, singing a rider's song, one of us will be forgotten, the other will be wrong... Oh... two, four, one, ten. Two, four, one ten. Am I still willing, to foot all this billing? Contact.