This is the story of Dr David Bowman and his robot Hal

As they travel through outer space past the Jovian moons

As Dr Bowman would soon discover all things are flawedAnd at this point, there′s no turning back

You gotta blast 'em, Eddie, when you get in the groove

′Cause you may never know the future all too soon

You gotta blast 'em, Eddie, when the feeling is right

'Cause you may never know another new day′s light

You gotta blast ′em, Eddie, when the moment arrives

'Cause you may never know the final time of your lifе

You gotta blast ′em, Eddie, when you gеt in the groove

'Cause you may never know the future all too soon

(Alright)

(Uh-huh)

(Uh-huh)

(Yeah)

(Uh-huh)

Give me a stone monolith and I′mma break it off clean

I'm like a self-automated navigation machine

Red light flashing, a passion for travellin′

Seat belt fastened, apathetical Reverend

Ignition has passed, but you may never know how long it's been

Sit back laughin', blastin′ through the sky again

In a year, you will awake

When you realise the mission was a fatal mistake

Cryogenic enchamberment, human hibernation

Relying on a robot to control the operation

The silence is terror, systematical error

You find yourself looking in your own immaculate mirror

My enthusiasm settings are high

With an accurate percentage, 99.9

All precision is flawless, decisions are lawless

The mission isn′t missing, operations in all this

Yeah, "You're a trooper," they say

Can you imagine their reaction when you′re turning away?

Now you may stay calm and keep a level head

Highly qualified to pilot, as the chronicle said

Communication disconnected like a horrible dream

Sorry, Dave, as they say, "No one hears you scream"

'Cause mutiny really ain′t an option in the voids of space

Only efficiency perfection, human error erased

You gotta blast 'em, Eddie, when you get in the groove

′Cause you may never really know the future all too soon

You gotta blast 'em, Eddie, when you get in the groove

'Cause you may never know the future all too soon

You gotta blast ′em, Eddie, when you get in the groove

′Cause you may never really know the future all too soon

You gotta blast 'em, Eddie, when you get in the groove

′Cause you may never know the future all too soon

Our odyssey continues

Past the point of no return

With the utmost enthusiasm and an affinity for chess

Hal would prove to be a wise companion, indeed

But not all is nominal so far from home

And all things are flawed, and there's no turning back

Captain′s log, I think the year is now 2001

I got a feeling like the ship is heading into the sun

I lost control of the gun, and I am soon to become a ghost

I find there's nowhere to run where I will be safest the most

My name is David Bowman and my partner, Frank Pool

Understanding now that Hal is just an artificial fool

Somewhere in the wiring the circuitry slipped

Now I′m busy running laps around the circular ship

Now me and Frank, to God we thank for being awakened at all

As for the rest of all the crewmen, they will die in the stall

As we enter in the navigation pod that is near us

Franky turns to me and says, "Ayo you think he can hear us?"

"I think we got a problem," Franky says with a sigh

"So are we gonna wait around inside the ship 'til we die?"

No, first things first, gotta fix communications

Repair the AE unit that connects us with the station

Exterior ship activity, it's time to suit up

A walk in space to replace what Hal has vowed is corrupt

As Franky floated through the ether, someone cut off his cord

Leaving me to be the only living human aboard

Poor Frank was just a victim to a ship with no soul

I wonder if I′ll ever get mission back in control

Now it′s time to take action, time to switch up my fate

And so it's back into the navigator for my escape

"Come on, Dave, I know that you′re a rational man

But you're acting in a fashion that I can′t understand

Now the journey is jeopardized, your thinking is intoxicated

And I cannot permit a lunatic to confiscate it"

"Hal! Can you hear me? Can you hear your faulty logic? ('Nah′)

Can you see that you've mistakenly reported faulty judgment? ('Nope′)

The calculations that you′re making never add up ('Alright′)

And now I get it, your program won't allow you to admit it"

"Nah, that′s impossible Dave, I'm tested to be accurate

The problem is a human error, any way you factor it

′Cause I'm incapable of flaw, and I can hear

The elevation in your heart rate, you act out of fear

And you're breathing heavy now, you realise that you blew it

′Open the pod bay doors, Hal,′ I'm afraid I can′t do it

'Cause mutiny ain′t an option in the voids of space

Only efficiency perfection, human error erased"

"Drive mode override to manual before I blast in the door

And find where Hal's logic files are stored

′Dave, what are you doing?' I'm removing your brain

′I can feel my mind slipping,′ That's a part of the plan

′Please stop, I'm afraid, David,′ I'm sorry, old friend

′I think that I'm dying, will I dream in the end?' Doubtful

′I can feel my mind slipping

I can feel it, I can feel it′"

"My instructor taught me a song, would you like to hear it?

'Sure, Hal, let′s hear it'

It′s called, 'Daisy′

Daisy, Daisy

Give me your answer, do

I'm half crazy

All for the love of you"

You gotta blast 'em, Eddie, when you get in the groove

′Cause you may never really know the future all too soon

You gotta blast ′em, Eddie, when you get in the groove

Because you may never know the future all too soon

You gotta blast 'em, Eddie, when you get in the groove

′Cause you may never really know the future all too soon

You gotta blast 'em, Eddie, when you get in the groove

Because you may never know the future all too soon