From the recording Goes The Weasel
Lyrics
Just off the western end of Kensing Square, a rendezvous was set for Crist and Howe
By lantern light they planned the whole affair
A journey far in a ship both swift and stout
The preparations took a year and two
Within another completion neared
They placed announcements in the weekly news
The press was summoned
The House of Lords appeared
[Announcer] “Enter the skeptic”
[Skeptic] “I doubt very much whether this journey is possible under modern laws of physics”
[Crowd] “You’re not the only woa-woa-woa-woa-one”
“But I see us streaming past the limits of time,” said Crist
“Up to the sky,” said Howe
“A wonderful ride,” the crowd
The day of destiny had finally come
The ceremony for the christening done
Countdown completed, fire rocket gun - they’re gone
Outward to the stars
Just another kind of holiday
Venus, maybe Mars
Up to the sky
While through the atmosphere the rocket soared
Crist was speaking on the wireless set
“It’s awful nice up here, come on aboard
There’s room for two and it’s not quite teatime yet.”
[Announcer] “And still the skeptic”
[Skeptic] “It’s my considered opinion that this is some sort of relativity phenomenon”
[Crowd] “But you’re the only woa-woa-woa-woa-one”
[Newscaster] “Today, two English gentlemen took off in an air ship made of their own construction and flew out into space”
It's outward to the stars
Just another kind of holiday
Venus, maybe Mars
Up to the sky
Came re-entry day the crowd convened to wait arrival of the space machine
But Crist and Howe would not again be seen – oh no – cause its onward they go
Lyric & Music: Kevin Reardon; Copyright 2002