Released: April 15, 2016

Songwriter: David Bowie

Producer: Dennis Coyne Scott Booker Dave Fridmann The Flaming Lips

[Intro: Steven Drozd]
Two, three, four

Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills
And put your helmet on

(10) Ground Control (9) to Major Tom (8)
(7, 6) Commencing (5) countdown
Engines on (4, 3, 2)
Check ignition (1)
And may God's love (Liftoff) be with you

This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare

This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here am I floating 'round my tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much
She knows

Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead
There's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you....

Here am I floating 'round my tin can
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do

The Flaming Lips

The Flaming Lips are an American rock band from Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. Formed in 1983 as a small-town noise rock foursome, The Flaming Lips have gone through numerous lineup changes and style reinventions, ultimately settling on a consistent core in the late 1990s with frontman Wayne Coyne, chief composer Steven Drozd, and bassist Michael Ivins putting out sublime pop-rock with grandiose synth-orchestral backing arrangements.

Notable former band members include Wayne’s brother Mark Coyne, who was the band’s first vocalist, Jonathan Donahue, who went on to become the frontman of Mercury Rev, guitarist Ronald Jones, and roadie turned tour drummer Kliph Scurlock.

Once Wayne took over as frontman in the late 1980s, the Lips were known for their loud, psychedelic guitar rock (an aesthetic best summed up in the name of an early works compilation “Finally, the Punk Rockers Are Taking Acid”) and wild stage antics.