The GOES Present... The Phantom of the Orbit
(Hi all! Somehow I managed to persuade my siblings to perform this little mini-musical parody I made. I hope you like it!
<3, GOES-10)
The GOES Present
a parody mini-musical by GOES-10:
The Phantom of the Orbit
*GOES-12*
In space he sang to me,
In power down he came.
Communication that calls to me,
transmits the same.
And do I download again
and then go live?
The Phantom of the Orbit is there
in my hard drive!
*GOES-9*
S-band again with me,
electronic duet.
My remote controlling
is stronger yet.
Though you rotate from me
and try to hide
The Phantom of the Orbit is here
in your hard drive!
*GOES-12*
Those who have programmed you
can no longer hear.
I hide your ops logs
*GOES-9*
and it's me you fear.
*BOTH*
My (your) data and your (my) AI
merged in archive.
The Phantom of the Orbit is here
in my (your) hard drive.
*GOES-12*
He's there, the Phantom of the Orbit!
Beware the Phantom of the Orbit!
*GOES-9*
In all calculations
you always knew
that intelligence of machinery
*GOES-12*
is all in you.
*BOTH*
And in this void of space,
the celestial hive
The Phantom of the Orbit is here
in my (your) hard drive!
*GOES-9*
Sing, my Angel of Observation!
*GOES-12*
He's there, the Phantom of the Orbit! AAAAHHHHHH aahhhh ahhhhhh ahhhhhha hhhhhha ahhhhhhh ahhhhhhh!...
*GOES-12*
You were once my space companion.
Contact was all that mattered.
You once collected so much data
then your comlink was shattered.
Wishing you were operational again
Wishing you were up to spec.
Sometimes I think you're on the brink
but still you're cold and dark.
Wishing I could hear your static again
but knowing that I never will.
Thinking of you won't make you new
for you are broken still!
Passing debris and junket metal-
wasteful and non-aesthetic.
Out of place within your embrace-
you were copasetic.
Too many days
in a void and haze.
Why can't you just reboot?
Wishing you were operational again.
Wishing for one last sign.
Try to repeat your noble feat-
gather measurements so fine!
No more joint deep scans,
no more virtual tears,
no more gazing across the
wasted light-years.
Help me say goodbye...
*GOES-10*
I only wish I could do those readings!
What is your new tool?
*GOES-12*
Donald Gray once spoke of an upgrade.
I only dreamed it'd be mine.
Now as I work I can learn more
in just half the time!
Here in the sky I view their systems
cold fronts and low pressure.
Radial velocity- it excites me.
And billowing convecture!
*GOES-10*
Dear 12, you must be mistaken
surely you can't focus near!
12, is your system working
or did you slip a gear?
*GOES-12*
Angel of Observation, that's what they call me.
Better than doppler radar!
Angel of Observation, I can see all
from so near to far!
*GOES-12* I can see it even now...
(*GOES-10* Your energy's weak)
...all rotation...
(Your power's fluxing- it frightens me)
Don't be frightened...
<3, GOES-10)
The GOES Present
a parody mini-musical by GOES-10:
The Phantom of the Orbit
*GOES-12*
In space he sang to me,
In power down he came.
Communication that calls to me,
transmits the same.
And do I download again
and then go live?
The Phantom of the Orbit is there
in my hard drive!
*GOES-9*
S-band again with me,
electronic duet.
My remote controlling
is stronger yet.
Though you rotate from me
and try to hide
The Phantom of the Orbit is here
in your hard drive!
*GOES-12*
Those who have programmed you
can no longer hear.
I hide your ops logs
*GOES-9*
and it's me you fear.
*BOTH*
My (your) data and your (my) AI
merged in archive.
The Phantom of the Orbit is here
in my (your) hard drive.
*GOES-12*
He's there, the Phantom of the Orbit!
Beware the Phantom of the Orbit!
*GOES-9*
In all calculations
you always knew
that intelligence of machinery
*GOES-12*
is all in you.
*BOTH*
And in this void of space,
the celestial hive
The Phantom of the Orbit is here
in my (your) hard drive!
*GOES-9*
Sing, my Angel of Observation!
*GOES-12*
He's there, the Phantom of the Orbit! AAAAHHHHHH aahhhh ahhhhhh ahhhhhha hhhhhha ahhhhhhh ahhhhhhh!...
*GOES-12*
You were once my space companion.
Contact was all that mattered.
You once collected so much data
then your comlink was shattered.
Wishing you were operational again
Wishing you were up to spec.
Sometimes I think you're on the brink
but still you're cold and dark.
Wishing I could hear your static again
but knowing that I never will.
Thinking of you won't make you new
for you are broken still!
Passing debris and junket metal-
wasteful and non-aesthetic.
Out of place within your embrace-
you were copasetic.
Too many days
in a void and haze.
Why can't you just reboot?
Wishing you were operational again.
Wishing for one last sign.
Try to repeat your noble feat-
gather measurements so fine!
No more joint deep scans,
no more virtual tears,
no more gazing across the
wasted light-years.
Help me say goodbye...
*GOES-10*
I only wish I could do those readings!
What is your new tool?
*GOES-12*
Donald Gray once spoke of an upgrade.
I only dreamed it'd be mine.
Now as I work I can learn more
in just half the time!
Here in the sky I view their systems
cold fronts and low pressure.
Radial velocity- it excites me.
And billowing convecture!
*GOES-10*
Dear 12, you must be mistaken
surely you can't focus near!
12, is your system working
or did you slip a gear?
*GOES-12*
Angel of Observation, that's what they call me.
Better than doppler radar!
Angel of Observation, I can see all
from so near to far!
*GOES-12* I can see it even now...
(*GOES-10* Your energy's weak)
...all rotation...
(Your power's fluxing- it frightens me)
Don't be frightened...